Gopalacampu 1.13.24

1.13.24

[15] atha brahmāṇḍam api khaṇḍayituṃ pracaṇḍatā-maṇḍitāc caṇḍa-caṇḍīśa-śūlād apy uddaṇḍa-prahāreṇa bala-bhuja-daṇḍena tāla-maṇḍala-maṇḍaleśvara-śirasi cakrīvac-chakrārir vicakare | tena ca tāla-parāvara-parasparāsu yaḥ khalu nihita āvega-saṃskāraḥ pralaya-jāta-durvāra-prabhañjanākāraḥ, sa tu hindolayaṃs tat tad uparigam ardham ardham agni-yantra-prakṣiptam iva vikṣiptaṃ vidhāya prāyaḥ sarvam evākharva-tāla-kharva-mayaṃ tad vanaṃ nimeṣa-mātreṇa vitroṭayāmāsa | yatra svayaṃ tu bhavantu tṛṇa-rājāḥ khalv ime, tathāpi tṛṇāny eva iti balabhadraś cintayāmāsa ca |

Then, by the rod-like arm of Bala striking violently—even more fiercely than the spear of the fierce lord of Caṇḍī, which is adorned with fury enough to shatter even the cosmic egg—the enemy of Indra was whirled around like a potter's wheel upon the head of the lord of the circle of palm trees. And by that, the momentum imparted successively to the higher and lower palm trees, which resembled the irresistible hurricane born at the cosmic dissolution, rocked them and, hurling each upper half as if fired from a catapult, shattered that entire forest within a mere twinkling of an eye into dwarfs of not-small palm trees. Whereupon Balabhadra thought: 'Even though these may be called "kings of grass" [trees], nevertheless they are merely grass.'