अपने पति सागर का पक्ष
प्रतिकूल भासित हुआ इन्हें
जगत्पति प्रभाकर का पक्ष
अनुकूल प्रकाशित हुआ इन्हें
अपनी उज्वल परम्परा सुन
घटित अपराध के प्रति
और
अपने प्रति, घृणा का भाव भावुक हुआ,
सो...तुरन्त कह उठी :
‘‘भूल क्षम्य हो, स्वामिन्!
सेविका सेवा चाहती हैं
वह दृश्य-छवि
दृष्ट कब हो इन आँखों से ?
धूल शम्य हो, स्वामिन्!
अपरिचित आहार रहा जो ,
अपरिमित आधार रहा जो
आनन्द-तत्त्व का स्रोत
मूल-गम्य हो स्वामिन्!”
कार्य क्या, अकार्य क्या,
क्षीर-नीर-विवेक जागृत हुआ
सेव्य की सेविका बनी...!
समता की आँखों से लखने वाली,
जिन की लीला तन की, मन की
और वचन-प्रणाली
मृदुता-मुदिता-शीला बनी
दान-कर्म में लीना
दया-धर्म-प्रवीणा
वीणा-विनीता-सी बनी...!
राग-रंग-त्यागिनी
विराग-संग-भाविनी
सरला-तरला मराली-सी बनी...!
The favour of their own lord – the ocean
Seemed to be contrary to them
The side of the lord of universe – the Sun
Appeared to be agreeable to them.
On hearing about their bright heritage
The sense of repugnance was reflected
For the offence that was chanced
And for themselves, as well,
Hence...they instantly added :
“ The error should be pardoned, O Lord !
The female devotees wish to offer their services,
When that manifested beauty
Be visible to these eyes ?
The dust should be pacified, O Lord !
That which had been an unacquainted nourishment, That which had been an enormous base – The source of the element of joy
Should, fundamentally, be understood, o lord !”
What ought to be done, what ought not to be done ? The discretion to recognize milk-and-water was aroused, We became the lady-attendants of the divine one…The observers with the eyes of equanimity, Whose playful performance was imbibed with The mildness and delight of the body and the mind, And the manner of speech, as well…
Who were absorbed in the acts of charity
Who were skilled in the virtue of mercifulness
Who looked like an humble Indian lute...!
Who renounced passions and pleasures,
Who were devoted to non-attachment
Who looked like an innocent lovely she-goose...!