Analysis of The Formless Brahma Has Incarnated As Krishna



Yashoda was enraptured to see his face blooming as a lotus that captures the rising sun's first rays. Taking off the coverlet she said, 'awake, darling boy, awake, your loveliness makes me swoon your bewitching face is like the full moon seen through the sea's foam when it was churned for nectar.'

He for whom the Shrutis say 'not this, not this? whose name is chanted by Brahma, Shesha and Shiva that Formless Brahma has taken birth in Braj, in human form, so 'tis heard.


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Characters 494
Words 90
Sentences 5
Stanzas 2
Stanza Lengths 1, 1
Lines Amount 2
Letters per line (avg) 186
Words per line (avg) 43
Letters per stanza (avg) 186
Words per stanza (avg) 43
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Submitted on May 13, 2011

Modified on March 05, 2023

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