Athma Panchakam
(The pentet on Soul)
By
Adhi
Shankara Bhagavat Pada
Translated by
P.R.Ramachander
Naham deho, nendriya
nyantharangam,
Nahamkara prana vargaa na budhi,
Darapathya kshethra vithadhi dhoora,
Sakshi nithya prathyagathma shivoham. 1
I am neither the
body, nor the senses nor the mind,
Neither am I pride,
soul nor intellect,
But I am Shiva, who
is eternal,
Who is completely
unattached.
Who is far , far and far away
From wife, son ,
lands and assets,
And is the
witness for everything.
Rajjwagnanath bhathi rajjuryadhai,
Swathma jnanad athmano jeeva bhava,
Aapthokthya hi branthinase sa rajjur,
Jjevo naham desikokthya shivoham.
2
Due to ignorance I
think that a rope is a snake,
For due to absence of
Jnana .
I ascribe life in to
lifeless thing.
And when the realized
one points it out,
I wake up from this
illusion,
And understand that
it is a rope and not a snake.
Similarly I am not
the soul but Shiva,
Which I only understand
by the teaching of the great teacher.
Aabhadhedham vishwamathmanya sathyam,
Sathya jnanananda roope vimohat,
Nidhramohat swapnavath thanna sathyam,
Shuddha poorno nithya eka Shivoham. 3
Due to the veil of
ignorance ,
I see this world in
the eternal life,
Which has the form of
truth and joy,
Similar to the dream
which I see due to veil of sleep,
For I am the pure
complete , perennial and single Shiva.
Mathi nanyath kinchid athrasthi viswam,
Sathyam bahyam vasthu mayopakjnaptham,
Adarsandhar
bhasamanasya thulyam,
Mayyadwaithe bhathi thasmad shivoham.
4
This world is in no way different from me,
Similar to everything
getting reflected in a mirror,
All the world is
within me,
So I am that Shiva
which is without two.
Naham jatho na pravrudho na nashto,
Dehasyoktha prakrutha sarva dharma,
Karthruthwadhi schinmaya syasthi naham,
Karasyaiva hyathmano may Shivoham. 5
Nor was I born nor grew nor die,
For birth, growth and
death are for the body,
The nature of taking
up a work is ,
The reflections of
pride and not,
For my soul which is
eternal,
And so I am the
unattached Shiva.
Naham jatho janma mruthyu kutho may,
Naham prana kshuth pipase kutho may,
Naham chitham sokamohou kutho may,
Naham kartha bandha mokshou kutho may.
6
I was not born,
whence birth and death came to me,
I am not the soul,
whence came hunger and thirst to me,
I am not the mind, whence
came passion and sorrow to me,
I am not the doer,
whence came attachment and detachment to me?