Verse 27: Beyond our own selves
27. Beyond our own selves
மூடிக் கிடந்தான் முகர்வதெலாம் தன்மூச்சேநாடிக் கிடந்தான் புறம்
moodik kidandaan mukarvadhelaam thanmooschenaadik kidandaan puram
One lay under the cover, smelling only his own breath; the other lay searching the air beyond it.
Under a sheet drawn over the head, every breath comes back: nothing reaches the covered one that did not come from himself.