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In
the following sweet, yet sublime soothing lullaby, Annamayya visualizes an
enchanting scene with infant Ranganatha, another manifestation of Sri Mahavishnu
floating on the broad expanse of blue water, lying on a tender green banyan leaf
enjoying to his fill the ethereal bliss, as the cool breeze coming as it is from
the gentle ripples seem carrying him forward gracefully towards the goaless
goal. More or less this setting is a prototype of the mesmerizing spectacle of
Balakrishna's enjoying bliss reclining on the banyan leaf after mahapralaya. A
single recall of the myriad splendors of this scene was so enthralling to a
western English poet that he desired to metamorphose himself into that Paramatma
to drink in the ocean of bliss on and again till eternity. Listen to his
rapturous yearning - "I should much wish like the Indian Vishnu to float
about along an infinite ocean cradled in the flower of lotus and to wake once a
million years for a few minutes, just to know that I was going to sleep a
million years more. Does this not reflect the power of intoxication of bliss?
Hasn't he added lustre to the diamond? Would anyone improve upon this? It
certainly registers his fervent longing for bliss in its infinitude, rather it
serves as a sure index of a true seeker's genuine longing to merge himself into
that Ananda parabrahma? Does distinction of east or west, past or present ever
venture to surface on spiritual plane? Annamayya in his superb composition
projects on the mental screen of the devotees, the infinite joy of Mahavishnu
through a series of images deserving reverent attention. Listen to his
composition.
GIST!
: In the days of yore, the blissful infant
Ranganatha lying the banyan leaf cradle enjoyed moving gracefully on the bosom
of Cauvery river surging forward by the tiny ripples caused by the gentle, cool
breeze. That lovely cradle rocked for and rear by the wavelets resembled the
swinging by the slender, flowery hands of Mother, absorbed in singing lullaby
melodiously. Behold that spectacular sight of Venkatesa with Sridevi in the
cradle, formed by Adisesha and hung up in the cosmos
from the topless space by the Vedas acting as chains.
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