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Chapter 10 · Verse 23
🪈 Krishna speaks
Illustration for Chapter 10, Verse 23

रुद्राणां शङ्करश्चास्मि वित्तेशो यक्षरक्षसाम्। वसूनां पावकश्चास्मि मेरुः शिखरिणामहम्॥

rudrāṇāṁ śaṅkaraścāsmi vitteśo yakṣarakṣasām | vasūnāṁ pāvakaścāsmi meruḥ śikhariṇāmaham ||

Word by Word 13 words
रुद्राणाम्
rud to roar, to weep rudra the fierce shining ones

among the eleven Rudras

शङ्करः
śam peace, blessing kṛ to make

Shankara (Shiva), the giver of blessings

ca and

and

अस्मि
as to be

I am

वित्तेशः
vitta wealth īśa lord

Kubera, lord of wealth

यक्षरक्षसाम्
yakṣa nature-spirit, treasure-guardian rakṣas night-roaming spirit

among the yakshas and rakshasas

वसूनाम्
vasu the bright, beneficent ones

among the eight Vasus

पावकः
to purify pāvaka the purifier, fire

Agni, the fire that purifies

ca and

and

अस्मि
as to be

I am

मेरुः
meru the golden world-mountain

Mount Meru, the axis of the worlds

शिखरिणाम्
śikhara peak śikharin peaked, mountain

among mountain-peaks

अहम्
aham I

I

says: "Among the eleven Rudras I am Shankara — Shiva. Among the yakshas and rakshasas I am Kubera, the keeper of all treasure. Among the shining Vasus I am Agni, the fire that purifies everything it touches. And among all the mountain-peaks of the world, I am Meru, the golden mountain at the very centre of creation." Wherever a thing rises highest, that height is Him.

कथा

The Mountain at the Centre of Everything

From the puranas

Beyond the lands that maps can show, past the rim of the known world, there stands a mountain unlike any other. The sages who sang the old songs called it Meru, and they said it was made of gold.

A young pilgrim named Sumati once set out to find it. He climbed the Himalaya, which any traveller would call the greatest range on earth — wall after wall of white peaks scraping the clouds. But the wandering rishis he met on the trail only smiled when he spoke of those summits.

"Tall," said an old hermit warming his hands at a fire. "But not the tallest. There is a mountain that does not merely rise into the sky — the sky turns around it. Meru. The sun and moon and all the stars wheel about its peak like moths around a lamp. Its slopes are gold, its forests are jewel and sandal, and the rivers of heaven fall from its crown."

"Who lives there?" asked Sumati.

"The greatest of the great," said the hermit. "On its heights dwells Shankara — Shiva himself — calm and shining among the fierce Rudras, the most peaceful of them all though they are storm and fire. On its golden terraces Kubera counts the treasure of the worlds, lord of every buried gem and hidden hoard. And in every hearth and every offering rises Agni, the fire, the brightest of the Vasus, carrying gifts up to the gods."

Sumati looked at the white Himalayan peaks before him, suddenly small.

"Then I will never reach Meru," he said.

"Perhaps not with your feet," the hermit answered, feeding a stick to the flames. "Meru is the highest place there is — and says, of all high things, he is that highest. Of the Rudras, the kindest. Of treasures, the richest lord. Of the bright ones, the purest fire. When you stand before anything that towers over everything else of its kind, you are already looking at a spark of him. You do not have to climb to the centre of the world. You only have to notice it."

That night Sumati watched the stars wheel slowly over the white peaks, and for the first time he thought he could feel them turning — turning, far away, around a golden summit, around the One at the centre of it all.

चिन्तनम्

What is the biggest, tallest, or most amazing thing you have ever seen with your own eyes? How did standing near it make you feel?