Shrine Of Jagannath - Poem by vavroovahana patra
Women devotees proceed towards Lord Jagannath with profound pleasure
Bhagavana Jagannath satisfies dedicated, honest devotees’ desire
Bhagavana Jagannath, Sister Subhadra, Brother Valabhadra
Attract crowds of devotees at eve as well as morn:
Beautiful looks each of November’s early dawn.
Deepas illuminate Bhagavana Jagannath’s temple-shrine;
Devotees drink the nectar of love as drunkards drink wine.
Fragrance of Jasmines pervades the whole environment.
In devotees are roused waves of devotion and merriment.
On Mother Mahalaxmee’s serene, sanctified, solitary shrine
The Sun-God showers bright rays or sunlight and sunshine.
Devotees fall at the holy feet of Mahalaxmee the Mother;
With wealth and prosperity the Mother blesses the Bhaktas.
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