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Śrī Dāmodarāṣṭaka

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(found in the Padma Purāṇa of Kṛṣṇa Dvaipāyana Vyāsa,

spoken by Satyavrata Muni in a conversation with Nārada Muni and Śaunaka Ṛṣi)

(Śrī Hari-bhakti-vilāsa 2.16.198)

namāmīśvaraṁ sac-cid-ānanda-rūpaṁ
lasat-kuṇḍalaṁ gokule bhrājamanam
yaśodā-bhiyolūkhalād dhāvamānaṁ
parāmṛṣṭam atyantato drutya gopyā

rudantaṁ muhur netra-yugmaṁ mṛjantam


karāmbhoja-yugmena sātaṅka-netram
muhuḥ śvāsa-kampa-trirekhāṅka-kaṇṭha-
sthita-graivaṁ dāmodaraṁ bhakti-baddham

itīdṛk sva-līlābhir ānanda-kuṇḍe


sva-ghoṣaṁ nimajjantam ākhyāpayantam
tadīyeṣita-jñeṣu bhaktair jitatvaṁ
punaḥ prematas taṁ śatāvṛtti vande

varaṁ deva mokṣaṁ na mokṣāvadhiṁ vā


na canyaṁ vṛṇe ’haṁ vareṣād apīha
idaṁ te vapur nātha gopāla-bālaṁ
sadā me manasy āvirāstāṁ kim anyaiḥ

idaṁ te mukhāmbhojam atyanta-nīlair


vṛtaṁ kuntalaiḥ snigdha-raktaiś ca gopyā
muhuś cumbitaṁ bimba-raktādharaṁ me
manasy āvirāstām alaṁ lakṣa-lābhaiḥ

namo deva dāmodarānanta viṣṇo


prasīda prabho duḥkha-jālābdhi-magnam
kṛpā-dṛṣṭi-vṛṣṭyāti-dīnaṁ batānu
gṛhāṇeṣa mām ajñam edhy akṣi-dṛśyaḥ

kuverātmajau baddha-mūrtyaiva yadvat


tvayā mocitau bhakti-bhājau kṛtau ca
tathā prema-bhaktiṁ svakāṁ me prayaccha
na mokṣe graho me ‘sti dāmodareha

namas te ’stu dāmne sphurad-dīpti-dhāmne


tvadīyodarāyātha viśvasya dhāmne
namo rādhikāyai tvadīya-priyāyai
namo ’nanta-līlāya devāya tubhyam
1) To the Supreme Lord, whose form is the embodiment of eternal existence, knowledge, and
bliss, whose shark-shaped earrings are swinging to and fro, who is beautifully shining in the
divine realm of Gokula, who [due to the offense of breaking the pot of yogurt that His mother
was churning into butter and then stealing the butter that was kept hanging from a swing] is
quickly running from the wooden grinding mortar in fear of mother Yaśodā, but who has
been caught from behind by her who ran after Him with greater speed—to that Supreme
Lord, Śrī Dāmodara, I offer my humble obeisances.

2) [Seeing the whipping stick in His mother’s hand,] He is crying and rubbing His eyes again
and again with His two lotus hands. His eyes are filled with fear, and the necklace of pearls
around His neck, which is marked with three lines like a conchshell, is shaking because of
His quick breathing due to crying. To this Supreme Lord, Śrī Dāmodara, whose belly is
bound not with ropes but with His mother’s pure love, I offer my humble obeisances.

3) By such childhood pastimes as this He is drowning the inhabitants of Gokula in pools of


ecstasy, and is revealing to those devotees who are absorbed in knowledge of His supreme
majesty and opulence that He is only conquered by devotees whose pure love is imbued
with intimacy and is free from all conceptions of awe and reverence. With great love I again
offer my obeisances to Lord Dāmodara hundreds and hundreds of times.

4) 0 Lord, although You are able to give all kinds of benedictions, I do not pray to You for the
boon of impersonal liberation, nor the highest liberation of eternal life in Vaikuṇṭha, nor any
other boon [which may be obtained by executing the nine processes of bhakti]. O Lord, I
simply wish that this form of Yours as Bāla Gopāla in Vṛndāvana may ever be manifest in
my heart, for what is the use to me of any other boon besides this?

5) 0 Lord, Your lotus face, which is encircled by locks of soft black hair tinged with red, is
kissed again and again by mother Yaśodā, and Your lips are reddish like the bimba fruit.
May this beautiful vision of Your lotus face be ever manifest in my heart. Thousands and
thousands of other benedictions are of no use to me.

6) 0 Supreme Godhead, I offer my obeisances unto You. O Dāmodara! O Ananta! O Viṣṇu! O


master! O my Lord, be pleased upon me. By showering Your glance of mercy upon me,
deliver this poor ignorant fool who is immersed in an ocean of worldly sorrows, and become
visible to my eyes.

7) 0 Lord Dāmodara, just as the two sons of Kuvera—Manigrīva and Nalakūvara—were


delivered from the curse of Nārada and made into great devotees by You in Your form as a
baby tied with rope to a wooden grinding mortar, in the same way, please give to me Your
own prema-bhakti. I only long for this and have no desire for any kind of liberation.

8) 0 Lord Dāmodara, I first of all offer my obeisances to the brilliantly effulgent rope which
binds Your belly. I then offer my obeisances to Your belly, which is the abode of the entire
universe. I humbly bow down to Your most beloved Śrīmatī Rādhārāṇī, and I offer all
obeisances to You, the Supreme Lord, who displays unlimited pastimes.

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