Doha 102
काटत बढ़हिं सीस समुदाई। जिमि प्रति लाभ लोभ अधिकाई॥ मरइ न रिपु श्रम भयउ बिसेषा। राम बिभीषन तन तब देखा॥१॥
उमा काल मर जाकीं ईछा। सो प्रभु जन कर प्रीति परीछा॥ सुनु सरबग्य चराचर नायक। प्रनतपाल सुर मुनि सुखदायक॥२॥
नाभिकुंड पियूष बस याकें। नाथ जिअत रावनु बल ताकें॥ सुनत बिभीषन बचन कृपाला। हरषि गहे कर बान कराला॥३॥
असुभ होन लागे तब नाना। रोवहिं खर सृकाल बहु स्वाना॥ बोलहिं खग जग आरति हेतू। प्रगट भए नभ जहँ तहँ केतू॥४॥
दस दिसि दाह होन अति लागा। भयउ परब बिनु रबि उपरागा॥ मंदोदरि उर कंपति भारी। प्रतिमा स्रवहिं नयन मग बारी॥५॥
Meaning
No sooner were Rāvaṇa’s heads cut off than a fresh crop grew like covetousness, which increases with every new gain. The enemy could not be killed in spite of the prolonged struggle; Śrī Rāma then looked at Vibhīṣaṇa. (1) Umā, (continues Lord Śiva,) the Lord whose will causes the death of Death himself thereby tested the devotion of His servant/follower. “Listen, all-wise Ruler of the animate and inanimate creation, Protector of the suppliant, delight of the gods and sages: (2) “Nectar abides in the depth of his navel; by virtue of it, my lord, Rāvaṇa survives.” The All-merciful rejoiced to hear the words of Vibhīṣaṇa and took terrible shafts in His hands. (3) Many ill-omens manifested themselves at that time. Donkeys, jackals and dogs howled in large numbers. Birds too screamed, and thereby portended a world calamity: and comets appeared in every quarter of the heavens. (4) There was a preternatural and unusual glow in the horizon on all sides and a solar eclipse occurred even without the day of the ‘no moon’ (Amāvasyā). Mandodarī’s heart beat wildly and idols shed tears from their eyes. (5)
प्रतिमा रुदहिं पबिपात नभ अति बात बह डोलति मही। बरषहिं बलाहक रुधिर कच रज असुभ अति सक को कही॥ उतपात अमित बिलोकि नभ सुर बिकल बोलहिं जय जए। सुर सभय जानि कृपाल रघुपति चाप सर जोरत भए॥
Meaning
Idols wept, lightning flashed with thunderclap in the air, furious winds blew, the earth quaked and the clouds dropped blood, hair and dust; who could recount the innumerable ill-omens? The gods in heaven were dismayed at the sight of the boundless portentous phenomena and shouted “Victory! Victory!!” And perceiving the distress of the gods the gracious Śrī Raghunātha set an arrow to His bow.
खैंचि सरासन श्रवन लगि छाड़े सर एकतीस। रघुनायक सायक चले मानहुँ काल फनीस॥१०२॥
Meaning
Drawing the bow-string right up to His ear Śrī Raghunātha let fly thirty-one shafts, which flew forth like the serpents of Death. (102)
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