Composed when hot water was poured over the Swami at Lohagaon. My body is burning; a wildfire has caught hold of me. Run to me, O Keshava, my mother and father! My entire skin and every hair is ablaze. This conflagration cannot be contained; I am consumed. My body is on the verge of splitting in two. What are You gazing at, as my heart breaks apart? Take up life-giving water and run here without delay, for nothing of anyone else can avail here.