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Alvars
Sept 7, 2010 7:27:52 GMT -6
Post by gerard on Sept 7, 2010 7:27:52 GMT -6
sorry, I just found the proper place to put a poem by an Alvar
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Alvars
Sept 8, 2010 16:17:51 GMT -6
Post by Nitaidas on Sept 8, 2010 16:17:51 GMT -6
PERIYALVAR: TIRUMOLI: I. 4
[The Alvar takes the position of Yashoda, Krishna’s foster-mother and describes how the Child plays in the dust and calls for theMoon]
Little Krishna and the Moon
1. He rolls round in the dust, so that the jewel on his brow keeps swinging, and his waist-bells tinkle! Oh, look at my son Govinda's play, big Moon, if thou hast eyes in thy face—and then, be gone!
2. My little one, precious to me as nectar, my blessing, is calling thee, pointing, pointing, with his little hands! O big Moon, if thou wishest to play with this little black one, hide not thyself in the clouds, but come rejoicing!
3. Wert thou bright all over, with the wheeling of thy orb of light, with all thou dost, thou canst not match my son's face! O Moon, come quickly, so as not to tire the hands that beckon thee, of the wondrous one who dwells in Vengadam!
4. "Tis thee he points to from my hip, he with the discus in his hand, gazing with bright wide eyes! If thou knowest what beseems thee, O Moon, vex him not; if thou art not a childless one thyself, come now!
5. He calls thee in his baby speech, prattle unformed, sweetened with nectar from his pretty mouth. O big Moon, if thou heedest him not, whose name is Sridharan, who is so friendly to all, when he calls and calls, 'twere well for thee if thou wert deaf!
6. He who in his great hand wields club, and discus, and bow, doth yawn for very drowsiness—and if he sleep not, the milk he has taken will upset him! So, big Moon, dwelling in the sky, make haste, and come!
7. Despise him not because he is a child; he is the little one who of old slept on the banyan leaf! If he be wroth, he will rise up and leap on thee and seize thee; disregard not my lord, big Moon, but run hither joyously!
8. Scorn not my lion whelp as a little one; go ask King Bali of his youthful prowess. 'Tis great Mal [Vishnu] that calls for thee to come quickly. If thou recognisest thy despising him as a fault in thee, O full Moon, even thou wilt be fit to be his slave!
9. See how he calls thee, my Lord, who filled his hands full from the pot, and gorged himself with ghi! There is no doubt that he will slay thee with his discus, so if thou wouldst live, run hither joyously!
from: J.S.M. Hooper, Hymns of the Alvars, Calcutta 1929
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Alvars
Mar 6, 2020 18:34:15 GMT -6
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Post by Nityānanda dāsa on Mar 6, 2020 18:34:15 GMT -6
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