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# The Birth of Kumāra 6.18

Kumārasaṃbhava 6.18

- **Language:** Sanskrit

### [6.18](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.kavya.mahakavya.saiva.kumarasambhava.6.18)

yasya cetasi vartethāḥ sa tāvatkṛtināṃ varaḥ |  
kiṃ punarbrahmayoneryastava cetasi vartate ||

> The ancient Sages reverently adored  
> The World's great Father and its Sovran Lord,  
> And while a soft ecstatic thrilling ran  
> O'er their celestial frames, they thus began:—  
> "Glorious the fruit our Holy Studies bear,  
> Our constant Penance, Sacrifice and Prayer,  
> For that high place within thy thoughts we gain  
> Which fancy strives to reach, but longs in vain!  
> How blest is he, the glory of the Wise,  
> Deep in whose thoughtful breast thy Godhead lies!  
> But who may tell his joy who rests enshrined,  
> O Brahma's great Creator, in thy mind!  
> We dwell on high above the cold Moon's ray,  
> Beneath our mansion glows the God of Day,  
> But now thy favour lends us brighter beams.  
> Blest with thy love our Star unchanging gleams.  
> How should we tell what soul-entrancing bliss  
> Enthrals our spirit at an hour like this?  
> Great Lord of All, thou Soul of Life indwelling  
> We crave one word thy wondrous nature telling—  
> Though to our eyes thy outward form be shown.  
> How can we know thee as thou shouldst be known?  
> In this thy present shape, we pray thee, say  
> Dost thou create? dost thou preserve or slay?  
> But speak thy wish; called from our starry rest  
> We wait, O Siva, for our Lord's behest."  
> — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1853, The Birth of the War-God (cantos 1–7)

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## Translations (1)

- [The Birth of the War-God (cantos 1–7)](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.kavya.mahakavya.saiva.kumarasambhava~en-griffith.6.p3) — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1853, English

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