# stavacintamani stav-p05 (42-50)

stavacintamani stav-p05 (42-50) passes link checks; no formal theorems bound. Chunk gate BLOCKED; no witness verified.

> Machine rendering — UNREVIEWED, not an approved translation. No English here was human-reviewed.

Canonical: https://svatantrya.net/claim/stavacintamani/stav-p05/

## Passage (excerpt as hashed)

```
namo nirupakāryāya trailokyaikopakāriṇe sarvasya spṛhaṇīyāya niḥspṛhāya kapardine aho kṣetrajñatā seyaṃ kāryāya mahate satām yayānantaphalāṃ bhaktiṃ vapanti tvayy amī prabho mahatīyam aho māyā tava māyin yayāvṛtaḥ tvaddhyānanidhilābhe 'pi mugdho lokaḥ ślathāyate ārambhe bhava sarvatra karma vā karaṇādi vā viśvam astu svatantras tu kartā tatraikako bhavān triguṇatriparispandadvandvagrastaṃ jagattrayam uddhartuṃ bhavato 'nyasya kasya śaktiḥ kṛpāthavā doṣo 'pideva ko doṣas tvām āptuṃ yaḥ samāsthitaḥ guṇo 'pi ca guṇaḥ ko nu tvāṃ nāptuṃ yaḥ samāsthitaḥ rāgo 'py astu jagannātha mama tvayy eva yaḥ sthitaḥ lobhāyāpi namas tasmai tvallābhālambanāya me aho mahad idaṃ karma deva tvadbhāvanātmakam ābrahmakrimi yasmin no muktaye 'dhikriyeta kaḥ ārambhaḥ sarvakāryāṇāṃ paryantaḥ sarvakarmaṇām tadantarvṛttayaś citrās tavaiveśo dhiyaḥ pathi yāvad uttaram āsvādasahasraguṇavistaraḥ tvadbhaktirasapīyūṣān nātha nānyatra dṛśyate
```

## Reading (machine draft, verse-mapped)

**stav-p05-v42** — I bow to the unserved servitor of all three worlds; to him whom all crave, who craves nothing, the matted hair.
**stav-p05-v43** — Ah, see the good ones' discernment for that high task — how they sow undying-fruited love in you, O lord.
**stav-p05-v44** — Ah, vast is that glamour of yours, O trickster — shrouded in it, the dazed folk turn slack though the hoard of thought on you lie gained.
**stav-p05-v45** — Let every venture start, O Bhava — deed, instrument, world, what you will — yet the deed's free master there is you alone.
**stav-p05-v46** — Gripped are the triple worlds in triple-gun throbbing pairs — to haul them out, besides you whose might, whose mercy?
**stav-p05-v47** — What blame is blame in a man bent on winning you, even O god? What worth is worth, pray, in a man bent on never winning you? Be passion mine, world-lord, fastened on you alone — and homage even to my greed, leashed to gaining you.
**stav-p05-v48** — Ah, mighty is this rite, O god — thinking on you: wherein from Brahmā down to the worm, which of us lacks title to release?
**stav-p05-v49** — The start of every work, the close of every rite, the shifting play between — all yours indeed, O lord, along wisdom's road.
**stav-p05-v50** — As higher rises the thousandfold tide of savour — nowhere but in love's nectar-liqueur for you, O lord, is it found.

## Claims

| Claim | Status | Basis |
|---|---|---|
| Link completeness | PASS | assurance.trace_links_present + gaps |
| Human review | UNREVIEWED (machine rendering; no human sign-off) | assurance.review |
| Deterministic chunk gate | BLOCKED (COVERAGE, ABSTENTION) | proofs.chunk_gate |
| Manuscript witness | UNPINNED (0 verified corpus-wide) | identity.witness |
| Source-span completeness | UNKNOWN | assurance: ledger span is an excerpt; volume not hashed |