Here Shankara pours out not only his heart but also all his poetic skill in painting a picture of Shiva which no one can view without a thrill. These hundred verses have been aptly called Shivananda Lahari, the waves of bliss that inundate those who contemplate on Shiva.
Let each one of us pray day and night for the downtrodden millions, who are held fast by poverty, priestcraft, and tyranny. Pray day and night for them. I care more to preach religion to them than to the high and the rich. I am no metaphysician, no philosopher, nay, no saint. But I am poor and I love the poor.
-Swami Vivekananda