Friendz dears, This is the English Translation of maa ayyagaru's SIVATANDAVAM by Ilapavuluri Panduranga Raogaru published in 'INDIAN POETRY TODAY' in 1981 'Indian council for Cultural relations'.
" SIVATANDAVAM"
What a blissful bloom
has blessed the entire earth
Lord Shiva has come to stage
his eternal dance, his graceful sport
so tender, yet so wild.
See the clouds which have gathered in a moment
to witness the movements of the limbs of the Lord
Like waves and dreams
like chains of coral bunches
like celestial nymphs have gathered
the thick dark and daring clouds.
Look at the birds making the primal sounds,
to suit the tinkling sounds of the divine ankles
They match the melodies of the mountain-maid
the consort of Lord Shiva..
Even the bowers and twigs
swing in joy, nod their heads
and bunches after bunches shed the flowers.
Each flower eager to find
a place in the decoration of the divine couple
that is why that smile, that is why tat grace.
What a blissful bloom
has blessed the entire earth
Lored Shiva has come
to stage his dance
so tender, yet so wild.
The slender tender limbs of the couple
reset the touch of even the softest flower
Bharathi and Brahma look after
the make-up of the divine couple
Parvathi and Parameshwara.
There is breeze everywhere
to greet the Lord, to serve him with sounds
Takajham Takajham Taka Dirikita Tom
When the Lord of the Universe
chooses to dance to please the breeze
the bridal bees whisper with grace.
Look at these brooks running in haste
to attend the dance without a minute's waste
Look at the twilight like an excited house wife
setting her silken saree right
adjusting her waist correcting her sight
Who told her all about this?
Who else except the mother earth!
The Lord and His Consort
are set to dance
The Sun has stopped
to wait and see-
perhaps to report all about this
to the people in the west.
Look at the deers
with eyes full of tears th wash the feet of divine couple.
The tender sprouting leaves
whisper among themselves
wanting to say something
but not finding words to suit their feelings.
Oh! It is beyond all words, all sounds and
all imagination.
The Lord has come down
to stage his dance
so tender, yet so wild
to bless the blissful earth.
Translated by Sri I.Panduranga Rao
" SIVATANDAVAM"
What a blissful bloom
has blessed the entire earth
Lord Shiva has come to stage
his eternal dance, his graceful sport
so tender, yet so wild.
See the clouds which have gathered in a moment
to witness the movements of the limbs of the Lord
Like waves and dreams
like chains of coral bunches
like celestial nymphs have gathered
the thick dark and daring clouds.
Look at the birds making the primal sounds,
to suit the tinkling sounds of the divine ankles
They match the melodies of the mountain-maid
the consort of Lord Shiva..
Even the bowers and twigs
swing in joy, nod their heads
and bunches after bunches shed the flowers.
Each flower eager to find
a place in the decoration of the divine couple
that is why that smile, that is why tat grace.
What a blissful bloom
has blessed the entire earth
Lored Shiva has come
to stage his dance
so tender, yet so wild.
The slender tender limbs of the couple
reset the touch of even the softest flower
Bharathi and Brahma look after
the make-up of the divine couple
Parvathi and Parameshwara.
There is breeze everywhere
to greet the Lord, to serve him with sounds
Takajham Takajham Taka Dirikita Tom
When the Lord of the Universe
chooses to dance to please the breeze
the bridal bees whisper with grace.
Look at these brooks running in haste
to attend the dance without a minute's waste
Look at the twilight like an excited house wife
setting her silken saree right
adjusting her waist correcting her sight
Who told her all about this?
Who else except the mother earth!
The Lord and His Consort
are set to dance
The Sun has stopped
to wait and see-
perhaps to report all about this
to the people in the west.
Look at the deers
with eyes full of tears th wash the feet of divine couple.
The tender sprouting leaves
whisper among themselves
wanting to say something
but not finding words to suit their feelings.
Oh! It is beyond all words, all sounds and
all imagination.
The Lord has come down
to stage his dance
so tender, yet so wild
to bless the blissful earth.
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