The ambience of the Jagannath temple in Puri, Odisha, today cannot even be a patch on what it would have been five centuries ago. Yet, those who stand there watching the aarti at night, the frothing sea as the fountain, swear by its breath-taking beauty. So did Guru Nanak— as he stood at the temple under a star-studded sky sometime in 1506. In a spontaneous song, Nanak expressed his deep awe at what he saw, and reverence to the “ultimate creator” whose glory, he said, could not be contained in anything humans had to offer.
He said that he had been fascinated with pilgrims prostrating on the old Jagannath road, a sight that triggered the idea to explore its history. He, along with a group of researchers and archaeologists, undertook a 14-day journey on a bullock cart .from Jagannath Haat in West Bengal’s Hoogly to the temple at Puri, a journey that turned out to be “eye-opening about the history of this route.”
the creator’s grandeur is too much to be sung with a small set of lamps and incense; the sky itself is the grand platter, the stars are the lamps, the wind is the celestial fan and the flower-filled forests are the scent.
It means - The entire sky is the prayer-platter, the sun and the moon are the lamps, the stars and the constellations are the pearls and jewels. The air coming from the sandal laden Malay mountain are the incense, air is the sacred fan, entire flora of the earth are the flowers..... oh... what an aarti is it of you ! o destroyer of fear ! This is the most beautiful recitation and description of the celebration of nature of the whole Universe
He said that he had been fascinated with pilgrims prostrating on the old Jagannath road, a sight that triggered the idea to explore its history. He, along with a group of researchers and archaeologists, undertook a 14-day journey on a bullock cart .from Jagannath Haat in West Bengal’s Hoogly to the temple at Puri, a journey that turned out to be “eye-opening about the history of this route.”
the creator’s grandeur is too much to be sung with a small set of lamps and incense; the sky itself is the grand platter, the stars are the lamps, the wind is the celestial fan and the flower-filled forests are the scent.
"Gagan mein thaal, rav chand deepak bane,
Taarka mandal janak moti dhoop malay aan lao,
Pawan chavro kare sagal ban raai phulant jyoti kaisi aarti hoye,
Bhavkhandana teri aarti.anhat sabad bajant bheri kaisi aarti hoye,
Bhavkhandana teri aarti."
It means - The entire sky is the prayer-platter, the sun and the moon are the lamps, the stars and the constellations are the pearls and jewels. The air coming from the sandal laden Malay mountain are the incense, air is the sacred fan, entire flora of the earth are the flowers..... oh... what an aarti is it of you ! o destroyer of fear ! This is the most beautiful recitation and description of the celebration of nature of the whole Universe
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