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Sundarakāṇḍa · गीत 246

Sundarakāṇḍa Song 28: Vibhīṣaṇa Sets Out in Joy

Complete song 246 of 330

संकर-मुख आसिष पाइकै। चले मनहि मन कहत बिभीषन सीस महेसहि नाइकै॥ १ ॥ गये सोच, भए सगुन, सुमंगल दस दिसि देत देखाइकै। सजल नयन, सानंद हृदय, तनु प्रेम-पुलक अधिकाइकै॥ २ ॥ अंतहु भाव भलो भाईको, कियो अनभलो मनाइकै। भइ कूबरकी लात, बिधाता राखी बात बनाइकै॥ ३ ॥ नाहित क्यों कुबेर घर मिलि हर हितु कहते चित लाइकै। जो सुनि सरन राम ताके मैं निज बामता बिहाइकै॥ ४ ॥ अनायास अनुकूल सूलधर मग मुदमूल जनाइकै। कृपासिंधु सनमानि, जानि जन दीन लियो अपनाइकै॥ ५ ॥ स्वारथ-परमारथ करतलगत, श्रमपथ गयो सिराइकै। सपने कै सौतुक, सुख-सस सुर सींचत देत निराइकै॥ ६ ॥ गुरु गौरीस, साँइ सीतापति, हित हनुमानहि जाइकै। मिलिहौं, मोहि कहा कीबे अब, अभिमत, अवधि अघाइकै॥ ७ ॥ मरतो कहाँ जाइ, को जानै लटि लालची ललाइकै। तुलसिदास भजिहौं रघुबीरहि अभय-निसान बजाइकै॥ ८ ॥

Receiving Śaṅkara’s spoken blessing, Vibhīṣaṇa bowed his head to Maheśa and set forth, speaking inwardly. (1) His sorrow departed; auspicious signs appeared and all ten directions displayed excellent omens. His eyes filled with tears, his heart with joy, and his body thrilled ever more with love. (2) “In the end my brother’s intention proved good for me, though he acted wishing me harm. His kick became a blow that straightens a hunchback; the Creator preserved me by setting matters right. (3) Otherwise why would Hari’s friend have met me at Kubera’s house and spoken so thoughtfully for my welfare? Hearing him, I abandoned my crookedness and sought Rāma’s refuge. (4) Without effort the Trident-bearer became favorable and showed me the path rooted in joy. He honored me as a humble servant and accepted me as his own. (5) Self-interest and the highest good have both come into my palm, and the road of weariness has ended. Is this a dream or a marvel? The gods themselves seem to water and serve the crop of my happiness. (6) I shall go and meet my guru Lord of Gaurī, my Master Sītāpati, and my well-wisher Hanumān. What remains for me to do? I have reached and fully tasted the limit of my cherished aim. (7) Who knows where I would have died, wandering greedily after objects of desire? Tulsīdāsa says: now I shall worship Raghubīra, beating the drum of fearlessness.” (8)