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Opis, the graceful wives of the shepherds, they were the Rishis of
ancient days, who by devotion to Vishnu had gained the blessing of being
incarnated as Gopis, in order that they might surround His childhood,
and pour out their love at the tiny feet of the boy they saw as boy, of
the God they worshipped as supreme. [Footnote 10: Play.] When all these
preparations were made for the coming of the child, the child was born.
I am not dwelling on all the well-known incidents that surrounded His
birth, the prophecy that the destroyer of Kamsa was to be born, the
futile shutting up in the dungeon, the chaining with irons, and all the
other follies with which the earthly tyrant strove to make impossible of
accomplishment the decree of the Supreme. You all know how his plans
came to nothing, as the mounds of sand raised by the hands of children
are swept into a level plain when one wave of the sea ripples over the
playground of the child. He was born, born in His four-armed form,
shining out for the moment in the dungeon, which before His birth had
been irradiated by Him through His mother's body, who was said to be
like an alabaster vase--so pure was she--with a flame within it. For the
Lord Shri Krishna was within her womb, herself the alabaster vase which
was as a lamp containing Him, the world's light, so that the glory
illuminated the darkness of the dungeon where she lay. At His birth he
came as Vishnu, for the moment showing Himself with all the signs of the
Deity on Him, with the discus, with the conch, with the shrivatsa on His
breast, with all the recognised emblems of the Lord. But that form
quickly vanished, and only the human
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