Kl59. Krishna Brings Back Brahmin's Dead Children Poem by Rajaram Ramachandran

Kl59. Krishna Brings Back Brahmin's Dead Children



KRISHNA LEELA

"A King shall protect
Each and every subject;
If there was any defect
His rule it shall affect."

So, a King of those days,
Protected in many ways;
The subjects of his city,
As his primary duty.

A Brahmin's wife once,
Gave birth to nine sons,
Year after year every son,
Died at birth, one by one.

The cause of their death,
At the time of their birth,
Was the king's rule stained,
So the Brahmin complained.

How can this happen,
To a poor Brahmin?
Thought the King Ugrasena,
In the kingdom, Dvaraka.

She conceived the tenth,
This time before its death,
Back to the king he went,
Upon its safety he was bent.

Arjuna watched this scene.
He spoke words tall clean,
That, at any cost, he would save
The tenth child from the grave.

His life he would give up,
If he failed to save it up,
This way he promised
And the due time passed.

At the time of its birth,
To save it from its death,
Full arrows-shield cover
He gave the house all over.

Alas, this child was also lost,
As it happened in the past,
Into a fire pit Arjuna to jump
His mind then he made up.

Arjuna's arms Krishna held,
He was there to help, he told.
They both went in a chariot,
In their search at every spot.

Beyond the material world,
As things were dark and cold,
To move on the horses refused,
As they were so confused.

His disc Krishna threw,
High up above it flew.
The darkness away it drew
Bright light everywhere grew.

They went on and on,
Till they saw an ocean,
Full of water spiritual,
Not that kind material.

Sesa Naga, a giant serpent,
With thousand hoods brilliant
On its surface it floated,
Like a soft cushion bed.

Maha Vishnu, the God Supreme,
On this bed rested all the time.
With His large body frame,
A sight amazing for them,

"My dear most Krishna,
And your friend Arjuna,
My incarnation you're both,
Who took birth on the earth."

"To save the nobles,
And to kill the devils,
This is your mission,
For it you're chosen."

"All the babies are here,
I got them from there,
As it was my ardent desire
To see you both once here."

"Take back all the ten children,
To restore them to the Brahmin,
Peace you shall restore on the earth,
Then come back here you both.

Maha Vishnu spoke this way,
And sent them back away.
His sons the Brahmin found,
His happiness knew no bound.

Tuesday, March 27, 2018
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Rajaram Ramachandran

Rajaram Ramachandran

Chennai born, now at Juhu, Mumbai, India
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