Sunday, September 6, 2015

Mahabali

There once was a king


Benevolent and caring


Mighty and brave


So must he be praised.


The words of courtiers,


Well-wishers, soothsayers


Fell on the king's ears


Turned pride into vanity.


So the Lord came to see


In the form of a dwarf


Asked the king for a gift


Just three paces of land.


Laughed the king in court


"Is that all thee wants?"


He granted the dwarf's wish;


Praises on the courtiers' lips.


The dwarf started growing


Became the Mighty Lord


A step from heaven to earth


Another to netherworld.


"Oh, where dear king


shall I step for the third?"


The mighty king bowed


"Put it on my vain head."


Such a ruler's humility!


Said the Great Lord,


"With this third step I take,


I grant thee immortality."


And so we remember


On the day of harvests


In God's own country


This story of King Mahabali.


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