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Ramana Maharshi => The teachings of Bhagavan Sri Ramana Maharshi => Topic started by: Subramanian.R on September 05, 2009, 01:49:50 PM

Title: Bhagavan's Aruna Vijayam Day - 2009 - 10
Post by: Subramanian.R on September 05, 2009, 01:49:50 PM
Sri Arunachala Padigam is full of bhakti-bhava.  Bhagavan Ramana
describes the abundant grace of Arunachala Siva.

1. You it was, who by Your grace, claimed me as Your own.  What
would be my fate if now, after having done this, You would not
reveal Yourself to me and I, still yearning for You, should perish
in anguish in the darkness of this world?  Can the lotus blossom
unless it sees the sun?  And you are the sun of the suns.  Your
grace abounding swells and as a river overflows, O Love, whose
form is mighty Aruna Hill.

2.  O Aruna Hill, embodied Love, loveless was I.  Never had I
pined for You and melted within as wax in fire.  And yet You
chose to claim me as Your own.  If now You fail to fill me with
love of You and if You let me perish in this loveless state, would
it be fair?  O Bliss that springs from Love, Nectar welling up in
lover's hearts.  O joy which is my only refuge, Your will is mine.
Here, in this surrender, is pure joy, Lord of my life.

Saint Manikkavachagar says in Tiruvachakam:  " I am falsity.
My heart is falsity.  My love for you is falsity.  But can I not
get you, if I weep?"

3. Lord, I had no idea of thinking of You at all.  And yet You drew
me with Your cord of grace and stood as if resolved to kill me.
Then what fault did I, poor me, commit that You should stop
midway, your task unfinished?  What more is needed?  Why do
You thus torture me, leaving me half-killed?  O Arunachala, fulfil
Your plan and live for ever, You alone. 

4.  From out of all the creatures in the world, what did You gain
by choosing me?  You saved me, did you not, from falling into the
void (of births) and you held me firm fixed at Your feet.  Lord of
the ocean of grace, my Heart shrinks in shame even to think of You.
Long may You live, O Arunachala, and let me bend down my head
in praise and worship of You.

5. Master, You brought me here by stealth and have till this day
kept me at Your feet.  And, Master,  when people ask me 'What
is Your nature?'  You make me stand with head hung down, in
speechless like a statute.  Master, find some way to end this weakness.  Let me not struggle like a deer caught in a net.  What
is Your intention, O Arunachala?... But who am I to understand You?

6.  Lord Supreme, I am ever at Your feet, like a frog clinging to
the stem of a lotus creeper.  It would be worthwhile indeed if
You made me a honey bee, sucking nectar yet clinging to Your
feet, it would be a standing pillar (monument) of disgrace for You.
O blazing light of Aruna Hill, Expanse of Grace, more subtle than the

Arunachala Siva.