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Thou art Supreme

Indweller Ancient,

Eternal Refuge

Dharma’s Guardian.

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Eyes sun like

And oven for mouth,

How Thou radiate

In arms thy manifold!

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Fills Thy Frame

The space entire,

Makes Thy sight

The worlds tremble.

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See in Thee the angelic world

Find them all Thou pray in awe

Spot I sages in their scores

Hear them extol, Thee in hymns.

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Demigods all ’n celestial folk

Stand they stunned ’n look at Thee.

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Makes it awful sight Thine terrible

Bear as Thou those weird organs.

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Perplexed am I by Thy sight

Seems I’ve lost my sense of self.

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Discern I nadir in Thy face

Pray assume now Form Normal.

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See I Bhishma, Dron ’n Karn

Kauravs, ours, making way to mouth Thy wide.

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Nauseates sight of teeth Thine terrible

Gnashing heads of theirs in smithereens.

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Rivers as run, towards the seas

So these armies, towards Thy mouths.

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Consume worlds as mouths Thy blazing

Find I blinding rays those scorching.

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Who art Thou, this Terrible Thing!

For what avail, mission this Thine!!

Gripped now am with urge to know.

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Thus spoke the Lord:

I’m the time that infolds all

It’s all over for most here

Doomed are they, never mind war.

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Since I’ve handed them sentence

Thou art no more than hangman,

Finish them all ’n flourish in turn

Brings as reign thee power ’n pelf.

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Take up arms ’n lap up crown

For Drona, Bhishma and Karna,

As well Jayadrath with the rest

Truly are they doomed by Me.

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Thus spoke Sanjaya:

Stunned as he by what transpired

Beseeched Paartha, Lord Krishna.

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Thus spoke Arjuna:

Sing Thy praises the rejoiced world

Hither ’n thither run wicked in awe

Bow to Thee those self-realized.

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Can one fail to worship Thee

Creator’s Creator, ’n Universal!

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Thee the Primal, All-Dweller

Thou All-Knower, One to know.

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God of gods, O, our Father

Thee I salute on and on.

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One and All, who pervades all

Thou All-Powerful, praise be Thee.

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Ignorant being of Thy Great Being

Owing to contempt familiarity bred

Sadly I have been badly behaving.

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As I took Thee for granted

Kindly forgive, O, Great Soul.

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Thou art Greater than greatest

None Thee in three worlds equal.

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Treat me kindly ’n forgive

All I crave for, is Thy grace.

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Form Thy Current holds dreadful

Pray show Divine Grace of Thine.

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With mace, discus ’n diadem

Pray assume Thy Form four-armed.

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Thus spoke the Lord:

As thou please Me, so I’ve shown

Form My Endless, none else seen.