You can bring down to the earth
The heavenly Kalpaka tree
That flourishes with honeyed blooms.
Like two servitors on either side
You can make Sankha Nidhi *[1]
And Padma Nidhi *[2] stand
And serve all that is wished for.
You can reduce the mightly flood waters
At the end of aeons
To a tiny brook flow.
You can transmute a worthless potsherd
Into gleaming gold of purest fineness.
You can make the world rest
On your yogic staff,
For the subterranian
Serpent to have some relief
And then restore the burden back to him.
For such as you,
Is it too much to melt my stony heart?
Oh! Thou, the Siddha Elite of Divine Light
That hath reached the Vedanta-Siddhanta accord high!
FootNotes:
[1] and [2] The two species of celestial gold treasure, regarded as possessing life and yielding whatever is desired - one in the form of a chank (sic) and the other of a lotus.