Purananuru - Part 90
If a fierce tiger is raging on the slope of a hill
fragrant with leafy jasmine and white lilies blossoming
like broken conches, can a herd of deer linger there?
When the sun begins to blaze, is it possible for darkness
to exist, collected in a quarter of the tangled sky?
Is there any road that can resist the progress of proud oxen,
scattering wet sand and splitting apart rocks as they haul
a wagon of merchandise out of the deep hole in which
it had sunk, the crossbar clashing and grinding on the axle?
Your hand that reaches to your knees is like a crossbar
of strength that cannot fail, O foremost of warriors!
Could anyone throughout this vast earth
take your land and exult, once you have entered the field?
fragrant with leafy jasmine and white lilies blossoming
like broken conches, can a herd of deer linger there?
When the sun begins to blaze, is it possible for darkness
to exist, collected in a quarter of the tangled sky?
Is there any road that can resist the progress of proud oxen,
scattering wet sand and splitting apart rocks as they haul
a wagon of merchandise out of the deep hole in which
it had sunk, the crossbar clashing and grinding on the axle?
Your hand that reaches to your knees is like a crossbar
of strength that cannot fail, O foremost of warriors!
Could anyone throughout this vast earth
take your land and exult, once you have entered the field?
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