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Shri Gita Mahatmya

By Adi Sankaracarya

 

 

 

parthaya pratibodhitam bhagavata narayanena svayam

vyasena grathitam purana-munina madhya-mahabharatam /

advaitamrta-varsinim bhagavatim-asta-dasadhyayinim

amba tvam anusam dadhami bhagavad-gite bhagavad-vesinim // 1 //

 

O Bhagavad-gita,

Through Thy eighteen chapters

Thou showerest upon man

The immortal nectar

Of the wisdom of the Absolute.

O blessed Gita,

By Thee, Lord Krishna Himself

Enlightened Arjuna.

Afterward, the ancient sage Vyasa

Included Thee in the Mahabharata.

O loving mother,

Destroyer of man's rebirth

Into the darkness of this mortal world,

Upon Thee I meditate.

 

namo'stu te vyasa visala-buddhe

phalaravindayata-patra-netra /

yena tvaya bharata-taila-purnah

prajvalito jnana-mayah pradipah // 2 //

 

Salutations to thee, O Vyasa.

Thou art of mighty intellect,

And thine eyes

Are large as the petals

Of the full-blown lotus.

It was thou

Who brightened this lamp of wisdom,

Filling it with the oil

Of the Mahabharata.

 

prapanna-parijataya

totra-vetraikapanaye /

jnana-mudraya krishnaya

gitamrta-duhe namah // 3 //

 

I salute Thee, O Krishna,

O Thou who art the refuge

Of ocean-born Laksmi

And all who take refuge

At Thy lotus feet.

Thou art indeed

The wish-fulfilling tree

For Thy devotee.

Thy one hand holds a staff

For driving cows,

And Thy other hand is raised-

The thumb touching the tip

Of Thy forefinger,

Indicating divine knowledge.

Salutations to Thee, O Supreme Lord,

For Thou art the milker

Of the ambrosia of the Gita.

 

sarvopanisado gavo

dogdha gopala nandanah /

partho vatsah su-dhir bhokta

dugdham gitamrtam maha // 4 //

 

The Upanisads

Are as a herd of cows,

Lord Krishna, son of a cowherd,

Is their milker,

Arjuna is the calf,

The supreme nectar of the Gita

Is the milk,

And the wise man

Of purified intellect

Is the drinker.

 

vasudeva-sutam devam

kamsa-canura-mardanam /

devaki-paramanandam

krishnam vande jagad-gurum // 5 //

 

Thou son of Vasudeva,

Destroyer of the demons Kamsa and Canura,

Thou supreme bliss of Mother Devaki,

O Thou, guru of the universe,

Teacher of the worlds,

Thee, O Krishna, I salute.

 

bhisma-drona-jayadratha-jala gandharanilotpala

salya-grahavati krpena bahani karnena velakula /

asvathama-vikarna-ghora-makara duryodhanavartini

sottirna khalu pandavai rana-nadi kaivartakah kesavah // 6  //

 

Of that terrifying river

Of the battlefield of Kuruksetra

Over which the Pandavas victoriously crossed,

Bhisma and Drona were as the high banks,

Jayadratha as the river's water,

The King of Gandhara the blue water-lily,

Salya the shark, Krpa the current,

Karna the mighty waves,

Asvatthama and Vikarna the dread alligators,

And Duryodhana the very whirlpool-

But Thou, O Krishna, wast the ferryman!

 

parasarya-vacah saroja-mamalam gitartha-gandhotkatam

nanakhyanaka-kesaram hari-katha-sambodhanabodhitam /

loke sajjanasat-padai-raha-rahah pepiyamanam muda

bhryad-bharata-pankajam kali-mala-pradvamsi nah sreyase // 7  //

 

May the spotless lotus of the Mahabharata

That grows on the waters

Of the words of Vyasa

And of which the Bhagavad-gita

Is the irresistibly sweet fragrance

And its tales of heroes

The full-blown petals

Fully opened by the talk of Lord Hari,

Who destroys the sins

Of Kali-yuga,

And on which daily light

The nectar-seeking souls,

As so many bees

Swarming joyously-

May this lotus of the Mahabharata

Bestow on us the highest good.