चेतनीयोन्मुखे चित्त्वे चिन् मनस्ताम् उपाययौ । द्वित्वं मकुरसङ्क्रान्ता मुखश्रीर् इव राघव
As the mind turned toward consciousness, it attained the state of pure awareness, just as the beauty of a face appears doubled when reflected in a mirror, O Raghava.
किञ्चिद् अङ्कुरिते चित्ते नेत्रे विकसनोन्मुखे । शनैर् बभूवतुस् तस्य प्रातर् नीले यथोत्पले
As his mind began to sprout and his eyes inclined to open, both gradually blossomed, like a blue lotus opening at dawn.
प्राणापानपरामृष्टनाडीविवरसंविदः । वातार्तस्येव पद्मस्य स्पन्दो ऽस्य समजायत
With the awareness of the channels touched by the ascending and descending breaths, a vibration arose in him, like the trembling of a lotus affected by the wind.
निमेषान्तरमात्रेण मनः पीवरतां ययौ । तस्मिन् प्राणवशात् पूर्णे तरङ्ग इव वारिणि
In the span of a moment, his mind became full and robust, filled by the force of the vital energy, like a wave swelling in water.
अथासौ विकसन्नेत्रमनःप्राणवपुर् बभौ । अर्धोदित इवादित्ये सरस् स्फुरितपङ्कजम्
Then, as his eyes, mind, and vital force blossomed, his body shone like a lotus pond with half-opened lotuses when the sun has just begun to rise.
तस्मिन्न् अवसरे यावद् बुध्यस्वेत्य् अवदत् प्रभुः । प्रबुद्धस् तावद् एषो ऽभूद् बर्ही घनरवाद् इव
At that moment, the Lord said, 'Awaken!'—and as soon as he was awakened, the priest arose, like thunder resounding in the sky.
प्रफुल्तनयनं जातमननं पीवरस्मृतिम् । उवाचैनं त्रिलोकेशः पुरा नाभ्यब्जजं यथा
With eyes fully open, his mind restored, and memory abundant, the Lord of the three worlds spoke to him, as the ancient one once spoke to the lotus-born.
साधो स्मर महालक्ष्मीम् आत्मीयां स्मर चाकृतिम् । अकाण्ड एव किं देहविरामः क्रियते त्वया
O noble one, remember the great Lakshmi as your own, and recall your true form; why do you bring the body to rest prematurely, without cause?
हेयोपादेयसङ्कल्पविहीनस्य शरीरगैः । भावाभावैस् तवार्थः कस् तिष्ठोत्तिष्ठस्व सम्प्रति
For you, who are free from notions of acceptance and rejection, what purpose remains in bodily states or their absence? Arise now.
स्थातव्यम् इह देहेन कल्पं यावद् अनेन ते । वयं हि नियतिं विद्मो यथाभूताम् अनिन्दित
You must remain in this body for as long as an age endures; for we, O blameless one, know the true order of destiny.
जीवन्मुक्तेन भवता राज्य एवेह तिष्ठता । क्षपणीया गतोद्वेगम् आकल्पान्तम् इयं तनुः
As a liberated being living here, you should remain in the kingdom; this body, now free from agitation, must be maintained until the end of the age.
तनौ कल्पान्तशीर्णायां स्वे महिम्नि त्वयानघ । वस्तव्यं स्फुटिते कुम्भे कुम्भाकाशेन खे यथा
When this body is worn out at the end of the age, O sinless one, you shall abide in your own glory, as space remains in a broken pot, merged with the sky.
कल्पान्तस्थायिनी शुद्धा दृष्टलोकपरावरा । इयं तव तनुर् जाता जीवन्मुक्तिविलासिनी
This body of yours, pure and enduring until the end of the age, perceiving all worlds, has become the play of a liberated life.
नोदिता द्वादशादित्या न विलीनास् शिलोच्चयाः । न जगज् ज्वलितं साधो तनुं त्यजसि किं मुधा
The twelve suns have not risen, the mountains have not dissolved, the world is not ablaze—O noble one, why do you abandon the body in vain?
वायुर् वहति नोन्मत्तस् त्रिलोकीभस्मधूसरः । लोलामरकपालाङ्कस् तनुं त्यजसि किं मुधा
The wind is not madly blowing, turning the three worlds to ashes and dust, nor are the skull-marked directions unsteady—why do you abandon the body in vain?
अशोक इव मञ्जर्यः पुष्करावर्तविद्युतः । न स्फुरन्ति जगत्कोशे तनुं त्यजसि किं मुधा
Like the fresh shoots of the ashoka tree, or the lightning in the whorls of lotuses, nothing stirs in the sphere of the world—why do you abandon the body in vain?
धारासाररणच्छैलाः प्रज्वलज्ज्वलनोज्ज्वलाः । ककुभो न विशीर्यन्ते तनुं त्यजसि किं मुधा
The mountain peaks scorched by torrents of fire do not shatter the quarters—why do you abandon the body in vain?
न ब्रह्मविष्णुरुद्राख्यत्रयशेषम् इदं जगत् । स्थितं जरढजीमूतं तनुं त्यजसि किं मुधा
This world, with all that is called Brahma, Vishnu, and Rudra, remains, aged and clouded—why do you abandon the body in vain?
स्फुटदद्रीन्द्रटाङ्कारकरालाराववन्ति खे । कल्पाभ्राणि न गर्जन्ति तनुं त्यजसि किं मुधा
The clouds of the aeon do not thunder in the sky with the dreadful crash of splitting great mountains—why do you abandon the body in vain?
अहं भूतावकीर्णासु सालोकासु खगध्वजः । विहरामि दशाशासु मा देहम् अवधीरय
I, the banner of the birds, roam in all directions among worlds filled with beings—do not despise the body.
इमे वयम् इमे शैला भूतानीमान्य् अयं भवान् । इदं जगद् इदं व्योम मा देहम् अवधीरय
These are we, these are the mountains, these are the beings, this is you, this is the world, this is the sky—do not despise the body.
पीवराज्ञानयोगेन यस्य पर्याकुलं मनः । दुःखानि विनिकृन्तन्ति मरणं तस्य राजते
For one whose mind is agitated by the weighty union with ignorance, sufferings cut him down, and death reigns over him.
कृशो ऽतिदुःखी मूढो ऽहम् एताश् चान्याश् च भावनाः । मतिं यस्यावलुम्पन्ति मरणं तस्य राजते
For one whose mind is seized by thoughts such as 'I am weak, extremely miserable, and deluded,' and others like these, death reigns over him.
आशापाशनिबद्धो ऽन्तर् इतश् चेतश् च नीयते । यो विलोलमनोवृत्त्या मरणं तस्य राजते
For one whose inner self is bound by the cords of desire and is dragged here and there by restless mental activity, death reigns over him.
यस्य तृष्णाः प्रभञ्जन्ति हृदयं हृतभावनाः । कुगेहम् इव गर्गट्यो मरणं तस्य राजते
For one whose heart is shattered by cravings, whose thoughts are stolen away, like rats breaking down a wretched house, death reigns over him.
चित्तवृत्तिलता यस्य तालोत्तालमनोवने । फलिता सुखदुःखाभ्यां मरणं तस्य राजते
For one whose vine of mental tendencies has borne fruit of pleasure and pain in the forest of the mind, swaying like a palm tree, death reigns over him.
रोमराजिलताजालं यस्येमं देहदुर्द्रुमम् । अनर्थौघो हरत्य् उच्चैर् मरणं तस्य राजते
For one whose body, that wretched tree, is covered with a network of hair like lines, and is loudly swept away by a flood of misfortune, death reigns over him.
यस्य स्वदेहविपिनम् आधिव्याधिदवाग्नयः । दहन्ति लोलाङ्गलतं मरणं तस्य राजते
For one whose own bodily forest is burned by the wildfires of affliction and disease, and whose restless limbs are scorched, death reigns over him.
कामकोपात्मको यस्य स्फुरत्य् अजगरस् तनौ । अन्तश् शुष्कद्रुमस्येव मरणं तस्य राजते
For one in whose body the serpent of desire and anger stirs, as within a dry tree, death reigns over him.
यो ऽयं देहपरित्यागस् तल् लोके मरणं स्मृतम् । न सता नासता तेन कारणं वेद्यवेदिनाम्
What is called death in that world is merely the abandonment of the body; for those who know and those who do not, it is neither truly real nor unreal.