CHAITANYA MAHAPRABHU
Jagannath Mishra did a test,
To know the child's interest.
Articles of different kinds,
Before the child he placed.
Like books, rice, silver, gold,
And said, 'My dear child,
Take whatever you want
Up to your heart's content.'
Ho! To everyone's surprise,
Bhagavadam was his choice.
He embraced this holy book,
In front of their eager look.
'As it shows, what we see,
Surely, a scholar he'll be, '
Blessing the divine child,
Like this, everyone said.
When ladies chanted the holy name,
'Hari, Hari, ' repeating the same,
The crying child began to dance,
That gave them a pleasant surprise.
One day a snake crawled
Through their courtyard;
When he caught hold of it
The ladies cried out in fright.
Anantha Shesha, the snake,
At their shout, a fast run it took,
But with no fear of his own,
He tried his best to stop it then.
By force, they took him away.
For his safety, they did pray.
Talisman was tied in his hand.
And then Mantras were chanted.
While he was still running
Behind the snake for playing,
O'er his body, they poured
Ganges water and purified.
'An ordinary child, he was not, '
Like this, what they thought,
'A beginning only it was then,
To show miracles, more to happen.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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