Indra Meghavahana

by JanAvende posted on juin 13, 2019
Related: Creative Writing, dean

by Jan “Skylark” Avende

Sing to Indra the Cloud Rider!
On eagles’ wings, borne across the land,
He chases Vrtra, drawn valiantly onward,
Rushing up from the sea upon the very clouds
That bear the waters.
Like a thunderbolt striking a mighty tree
Split asunder by the tawny-armed Thunderer.
Indra, give us the Waters!

Waters of the sea
Set free from the dark and boiling clouds.
Waters of the mountain
Set free as he cleaved the earth in two.
Flowing streams released by his bolt
As he watches from the clouds.
The cows roaring, bellowing, at the victory
As the fort-shatterer gives us the Waters
That we may drink them as
Mighty Indra consumes Soma.
As he is infused with strength
So might we too be emboldened.
 


by JanAvende posted on juin 13, 2019 | Related: Creative Writing, dean
Citation: Rev. Jan Avende, "Indra Meghavahana", Ár nDraíocht Féin, juin 13, 2019, https://staging.ng.adf.org/article/indra-meghavahana/?lang=fr