Gaudavaho

SR No.: 001364
Original Sutra Author: Vakpatiraj
Author: Narhari Govind Suru, P L Vaidya, A N Upadhye, H C Bhayani
Publisher: Prakrit Text Society Ahmedabad
Publication Year: 1975
Total Pages: 638
Language: Prakrit
Classification: Book_Devnagari & Literature
File Size: 11 MB

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Cutting of Mountain-Wings
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126. These ( mountains ), supporters of the earth, fluttering their wings for the (last) moment, vanish like moths in the (blazing) lamp of the thunderbolt, flaming like dazzling lightning-streaks.
127. The mountains, thinning (in their ranks ), look very few in number; their expanse destroyed, they look elongated (in breadth); curtailed (in size ), they look too tall, with their wings clipped by the thunderbolt.
128. Wings loosely spread out, the mountains are seized by the rushing thunderbolt; and then falling down (finally) after a high upward flight, they are unable to jump up even slightly.
129. Thunderbolt strikes the mountains ( dhare); mountains slashed by thunderbolt and coming down, strike the earth; and the earth, too, hit by the falling mountains, smites Sesa's circle of hoods.
130. The mountain-ranges, made sore with their own pungent smoke, flapping their wing-like eyelashes and shedding tears of water-streams, burst like the veritable eyes of the quarters.
131. The sides of mountains, with their uneven (thaiida) surfaces of hardened iron-rocks, first flowing out (in fluid condition) on account of the burning heat and later solidified (samkhāa), become quite fit afterwards to meet and repel the (blows of the ) thunderbolt.
132. The summit-streams, soiled black by (the ashes of ) the burnt-up wooded groves, prove to be the falling tear-streams (bāhoārā) mingled with collyrium, ( from the eyes ) of the sorrowing mountain-wives.
133. The broad beds of iron-streams on the mountainridges, with their soft flow (of liquid ) now congealed, look in their lustrous forms like the huge bodies of snakes stretched out in sleep.
134. A certain mountain, glowing reddish-yellow by the fire of the thunderbolt and with the moon's ( reflected ) orb at its bottom in the course of its upward flight, roved about like Garuda (flying away) with a nectar-jar picked up (in his claws ).
135. Masses of clouds, flying off from the mountain-slopes, enveloped in the tawny glow of lightning resembling the thunderbolt, rolled on in the sky, looking like clipped mountain-wings.