Everything Changes across the Universes except the Child Rama
Uttara Kanda, Doha 82
Doha 82 · Movement 2 of 2
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Bhushundi sees creation differ from world to world. Rivers follow unfamiliar courses, mountains rise in other forms, beings wear countless bodies, and another crow moves through each cosmic order. Wonder changes its face wherever he flies.
Only Rama is never other. In every Ayodhya there is the same childhood, the same beauty, the same compassionate Raghubira. The infinite variety of worlds cannot produce a second or altered Lord.
Driven by the wind of delusion, Bhushundi continues wandering from realm to realm. The very force that scatters his vision across multiplicity reveals an unmoving center within it. Forms multiply beyond counting, but the child Rama remains constant, not as one repeated object among many, but as the indivisible presence in whom variation appears. The crow passes through endless difference and receives the first clear sign of what cannot differ.
World after world changes beneath Bhushundi's wings, while one child stands unchanged at the heart of them all.
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भिन्न भिन्न मै दीख सबु अति बिचित्र हरिजान। अगनित भुवन फिरेउँ प्रभु राम न देखेउँ आन।।81(क)।। सोइ सिसुपन सोइ सोभा सोइ कृपाल रघुबीर। भुवन भुवन देखत फिरउँ प्रेरित मोह समीर।।81(ख)
I saw everything separately, most wondrous indeed, O Harijana (knower of Hari). I wandered through countless worlds, but the Lord Rama I saw was never different. The same childhood, the same beauty, the same compassionate Raghuvira. Driven by the wind of moha (delusion), I kept wandering from world to world.