Vaeshakha

(113)  Vishakhatanay vaeshakh tumi

You are Vaesháka,^[1] Vishákha's^[2] son;
You have come with luster of Bhaerava.^[3]
Within each and every earthly atom,
You've infused a fierce glitter.

From dust storms, all is made gray;
Verdure's beauty is well-nigh faded away.
With soil burning and grass sere,
Rapidly, you've announced the time of year.

Dissipating is the river-water,
And cloudless night is flooded with stars.
The One by Whose sport divine everything exists,
In a form marvelous, you have delivered Him.

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