Friday, March 4, 2016

He rids the world

(464)  Varasar rate tumi esechile, vajrakanthe dhvaniya

On a stormy night You came,
Amid the sound of thunder.
Lightning falling with pouring rain,
Your war cry spread around the world.

Weighty mountains of corruption,
Stood not the impact of Your stream.
Those who blacked out earth's effulgence,
They were washed away somewhere.

Rousing splits among human beings,
Tender hearts they did wither.
Friendly winds they poisoned with their sins,
But they were banished afar.

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1 comment:

  1. Krsna's advent is a death knell for the demons in human form.