Chapter 211: Ahalya freed by the touch of His feet
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Ahalya freed by the touch of His feet
At the touch of the holy feet, Ahalya, a heap of tapas, rises in her true form. She stands before Rama with joined palms, too full of love to speak, and falls at His feet weeping. Then she praises Him: I am an impure woman and You purify the world; I have come for refuge. The muni's curse was a kindness, for through it I have seen Hari. I ask no boon but that my mind may drink, like a bee, the pollen of the feet from which the Ganga flows. Bowing again and again, she goes joyfully to her husband's loka. Tulsidas tells his own mind to worship such a Lord.
मुनि साप जो दीन्हा, अति भल कीन्हा, परम अनुग्रह, मैँ माना । देखेउँ भरि लोचन, हरि भव-मोचन, इहइ लाभ सङ्कर जाना ॥ बिनती प्रभु मोरी, मैं मति भोरी, नाथ न मागउँ बर आना । पद-कमल-परागा, रस अनुरागा, मम मन मधुप करइ पाना ॥
muni sāpa jo dīnhā, ati bhala kīnhā, parama anugraha, maim̐ mānā | dekheum̐ bhari locana, hari bhava-mocana, ihai lābha saṅkara jānā || binatī prabhu morī, maiṃ mati bhorī, nātha na māgaum̐ bara ānā | pada-kamala-parāgā, rasa anurāgā, mama mana madhupa karai pānā ||
जेहिं पद सुरसरिता, परम पुनीता, प्रगट भई सिव,-सीस धरी । सोई पद-पङ्कज, जेहि पूजत अज, मम सिर धरेउ कृपाल हरी ॥ एहि भाँति सिधारी, गौतम नारी, बार बार हरि, चरन परी । जो अति मन भावा, सो बर पावा, गह पतिलोक अनन्द भरी ॥
jehiṃ pada surasaritā, parama punītā, pragaṭa bhaī siva,-sīsa dharī | soī pada-paṅkaja, jehi pūjata aja, mama sira dhareu kṛpāla harī || ehi bhām̐ti sidhārī, gautama nārī, bāra bāra hari, carana parī | jo ati mana bhāvā, so bara pāvā, gaha patiloka ananda bharī ||