Bhaktavijaya: Stories of Indian Saints

by Justin E. Abbott | 1933 | 306,590 words

This is the English translation of Bhaktavijaya which is a Marathi poem written by Mahipati in 40,000 lines. The text documents the legends of Indian saints from various backgrounds and extensively covers figures like Ekanath, Tukaram, and Ramadasa, highlighting their contributions to scholarship, philosophy, poetry, and social reform. The Bhaktavi...

43.4: The Brahman extols the glory of Vithoba of Pandharpur

31. ‘King of kings,’saidhe,‘you in your vain pride, without even having seen Pandhari, boast of your own divinity as alone great.

32. You have plated the temple with silver and you proclaim to men that ornamentation. But our sacred city was built by Vishvakarma (the Creator of the world) and plated with gold.

33. There are forests there of the wishtree. Touchstones and wish-stones lie about like common pebbles. Divine floating banners flash everywhere like lightning.

34. There are herds of wish-cows there. The Vrindavana (tulsi altars) are set with jewels. And here loving Vaishnavas joyfully perform kirtans.

35. The river Chandrabhaga is there flowing with nectar. She is the mistress of all sacred waters. By the mere sight of her, men become freed from this worldly existence and attain heaven.

36. The beautiful Rambha and Tilottama come and dance on the eagle-platform. Gandharvas (the heavenly choir) sing by the door of the temple, and space itself resounds with their music.

37. The God supreme, the Husband of Rukmini, who was living blissfully in the ocean of milk when He saw his bhakta Pundalik there, He came at once to that spot.

38. And Chakrapani (Holder of the disk, Krishna) placing His hands on His hips has remained standing there. If He sees any of His bhaktas in distress. He immediately comes in person to their relief.

39. Lakshmi even becomes ashamed of herself as her eyes behold His glorious form. Ten millions of suns hide themselves away before the glory of His crown.

40. Fair of complexion, delicate in form, holding the Sharang [Sharanga] bow. His yellow garment tucked tightly about Him, His glorious bewitching face is adorned with the divine earrings of crocodile shape.

41. In order to see this form of His with their own eyes, Indra and the three hundred and thirty million gods stand constantly before Him with hands palm to palm, and reverently and lovingly praise Him.

42. He whose name the Dweller in Kailas repeats to Himself day and night. He whom the Vedas and Shastras describe. He whose limits Brahmadev [Brahmadeva] even does not know,

43. He whom the serpent Shesha praised with his thousand mouths, each tongue splitting into two, and then settled into quietude,

44. such an one is the divinity Pandurang. Such is the holy city of Pandhari. Such is the purifying water of the Chandrabhaga. Where else are such to be seen in the three worlds?

45. Without first paying attention to all this you vainly praise your own works of ornamentation. Rajai is your family goddess, but I care nothing for her.

46. Why, she comes regularly to Pandhari and there she performs the service of sweeping the temple and smearing it with cow-dung.’ As the Brahman thus spoke the king became furious with rage.

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