When the Lion Lord comes

"O Lord you took Your adversary and ripped his chest apart.  Victory to You!!!  You are the Deity worshipped by the civilized and You bring fear to the wicked." Sri Krishna Lila Stava by Sanatana Goswami 

 

At dusk,

when You come,

O Lord,

let your scaring laugh

to echo

in the ether 

of evil hearts,

to dismantle the cities of vanity

let each of your step shake

the roads of greed. 

Come Lord, 

as a fiery resplendent Lion

let your roar

out loud, 

to terrify the proud, 

please come,

when is neither day nor night

to the selfish abode of lust,

make this deceitful world to tremble

and palaces of envy to crumble,

tear the plans of the wicked

 apart  

with Your sharp claws,

and also false religiosity

quash it under your paws. 

My Lord,

when You come,

walk down the way of your

uncontrollable love,

with divine anger

break through the threshold

of impiety,

with Your flowing mane in the sky

scatter the dark clouds

of the vicious "I" and "Mine",

roaring loud

smash all that is wicked,

place your glorious ferocious

but punitive limbs

on the throne of victory,

excise the viscera 

of the demoniac ego,

chop fiercely its grip.