by the eye catching purple tints of a mango bunch, I stood near Then
came out bees whizzing from a hole and struck my eyes causing fear
Closing them, I opened the gate of my mind to solve the problem
present Awful to learn that everything in the world is unworthy of
reached thy feet my Lord, running, gasping, with sorrow laden heart
Presuming my heart - thy gift alone is the fittest one to lay at thy
feet No doubt, it was once wicked, soiled, fouled and broken,
but now in tact Fit to sit at the holy feet of mother 11Ganga
adorning thy head in fact".
dear no, realisation purged you off sins, and gave you another birth
It is now fit to adorn the tresses of Ganga; take that seat with all
mirth Be there adorned for ever along with her by my
devotees" said Mahadev Turning into flower, he adorned the
tresses of Ganga as bid by Mahadev.
realisation dips sinners in tears of regrets, they become pure by
reform Sure, as pure as purity itself to merge readily in the
Lord's effulgent form.
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river goddess, adorning the head of Mahadev.