Taramala
Sixth bead of the Taramala
Monsoon clouds, first rain,
A drop’s maiden flight.
Landing on a mountain crest,
Excited with false pride.
The drop flew, wanting to be
Everything under the sky,
Unaware of its true nature,
Life kept it moving by.
Searching for worth and meaning,
The drop kept moving, meeting a master.
Clearing the muck gathered,
It joined the stream thereafter.
Watching the drop, the master replied,
“Never copy; build your own style.
Keep flowing, keep flowing,
Until you reach Her feet.”
Tired of flowing, the drop cried,
“How many more days?” it sighed.
“Not days, but more lifetimes,
Until her grace falls on your life.”
Drop flowed through countless lifetimes,
From a drop to a river,
Never voicing its complaint in pain,
Time reached, met its master at Her feet again.
~Tāradāsa
This is the sixth bead of the Taramala. Taramala is a collection of poems dedicated to the divine Mother Tara and Batuka Bhairava, where each poem represents a bead in a mala dedicated to Maa Tara. These poems are dedicated to the lotus feet of the master who introduced the Nama-Amrutham of Maa Tara to me.
Sri Pavankumar, who writes under the pen name of Tāradāsa, is a member of Kamakhya Bhairava Upasaka Foundation. He is an ardent devotee of Ma Tara and Bhairava. The following lines shared by him exemplify his bhakti towards his Ishta-
‘Bhagawati’s guard,
Her name my shield and my strength,
I obey her call.’
