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Verse 1

His youthful golden form staggers in ecstasy. His moonlike face smiles with waves of nectar.

Verse 2

His forest garland reaches to the ground. His sweet fragrance attracts swarms of bees.

Verse 3

In one set of hands He holds a bow and sharp arrows. Seeing them His enemies tremble in fear.

Verse 4

These arms are dark like dūrvā grass. They have ornaments of claws. His jewel bracelets and anklets glisten.

Verse 5

Below these is another pair of arms. These arms are dark like monsoon clouds. In these hands He plays peerless charming melodies on the flute.

Verse 6

These nails defeat a host of jewel moons. Decorated with jewel ornaments they make Kāmadeva faint in ecstasy.

Verse 7

Below these is another pair of arms. In these hands He holds a daṇḍa and kamaṇḍalu. Into pieces these arms break Kali-yuga’s sins and offenses.

Verse 8

A necklace of jewels and pearls sways to and fro on the mountain of His chest. A Kaustubha jewel sways to and fro on His chest marked with Śrīvatsa.

Verse 9

His sandal-paste-anointed arms rest at the edge of His chest. His navel is deep. His waist is slender like a lion’s waist.

Verse 10

His garments reach to reddish feet. Ananta dāsa worships the nails on His toes.