प्र सोमा॑सो विप॒श्चितो॒ऽपां न य॑न्त्यू॒र्मय॑ः ।
वना॑नि महि॒षा इ॑व
pra somāso vipaścito'pāṃ na yantyūrmayaḥ |
vanāni mahiṣā iva
Rishi: त्रित आप्त्यः · Devata: पवमानः सोमः · Metre: गायत्री
6 verses · 33 of 114
Trita Aptya sings in gayatri. The wise Soma drops flow on like waves of water, like buffaloes into the forest. Tawny and bright, they stream into the wooden vessels by the current of rita, bringing strength rich in cattle. Pressed for Indra, Vayu, Varuna, the Maruts and Vishnu, they run forth. Three voices are raised, the milch cows low, and the tawny one comes roaring. The great mothers of rita sing to him and groom the child of heaven. The rishi asks Soma to flow toward us from every side with four oceans of wealth, a thousandfold.
प्र सोमा॑सो विप॒श्चितो॒ऽपां न य॑न्त्यू॒र्मय॑ः ।
वना॑नि महि॒षा इ॑व
pra somāso vipaścito'pāṃ na yantyūrmayaḥ |
vanāni mahiṣā iva
अ॒भि द्रोणा॑नि ब॒भ्रव॑ः शु॒क्रा ऋ॒तस्य॒ धार॑या ।
वाजं॒ गोम॑न्तमक्षरन्
abhi droṇāni babhravaḥ śukrā ṛtasya dhārayā |
vājaṃ gomantamakṣaran
सु॒ता इन्द्रा॑य वा॒यवे॒ वरु॑णाय म॒रुद्भ्य॑ः ।
सोमा॑ अर्षन्ति॒ विष्ण॑वे
sutā indrāya vāyave varuṇāya marudbhyaḥ |
somā arṣanti viṣṇave
ति॒स्रो वाच॒ उदी॑रते॒ गावो॑ मिमन्ति धे॒नव॑ः ।
हरि॑रेति॒ कनि॑क्रदत्
tisro vāca udīrate gāvo mimanti dhenavaḥ |
harireti kanikradat
अ॒भि ब्रह्मी॑रनूषत य॒ह्वीरृ॒तस्य॑ मा॒तर॑ः ।
म॒र्मृ॒ज्यन्ते॑ दि॒वः शिशु॑म्
abhi brahmīranūṣata yahvīrṛtasya mātaraḥ |
marmṛjyante divaḥ śiśum
रा॒यः स॑मु॒द्राँश्च॒तुरो॒ऽस्मभ्यं॑ सोम वि॒श्वत॑ः ।
आ प॑वस्व सह॒स्रिण॑ः
rāyaḥ samudrām̐ścaturo'smabhyaṃ soma viśvataḥ |
ā pavasva sahasriṇaḥ
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