Verse 3पी॒पाय॑ धे॒नुरदि॑तिर्ऋ॒ताय॒ जना॑य मित्रावरुणा हवि॒र्दे ।
हि॒नोति॒ यद्वां॑ वि॒दथे॑ सप॒र्यन्त्स रा॒तह॑व्यो॒ मानु॑षो॒ न होता॑ ॥
pīpā́ya dhenúráditirṛtā́ya jánāya mitrāvaruṇā havirdé ǀ
hinóti yádvām vidáthe saparyántsá rātáhavyo mā́nuṣo ná hótā ǁ
Verse 4उ॒त वां॑ वि॒क्षु मद्या॒स्वंधो॒ गाव॒ आप॑श्च पीपयंत दे॒वीः ।
उ॒तो नो॑ अ॒स्य पू॒र्व्यः पति॒र्दन्वी॒तं पा॒तं पय॑स उ॒स्रिया॑याः ॥
utá vām vikṣú mádyāsvándho gā́va ā́paśca pīpayanta devī́ḥ ǀ
utó no asyá pūrvyáḥ pátirdánvītám pātám páyasa usríyāyāḥ ǁ
📖 Immersive narrative, word breakdowns, and spiritual context
The concluding movement of the Sūkta expands into lush pastoral imagery representing spiritual abundance. Aditi, the boundless mother of the gods, swells with milk for the human seeker who honors the cosmic law of Ṛta and generously offers oblations. The mortal priest, fulfilling his sacred duties, stimulates this divine flow so that it nourishes the entire community.
In the final verse, this divine sustenance pours into the homes of the people as intoxicating soma juice and the pure, life-giving waters and milk of the shining dawn cows. The Ṛṣi invokes Mitra and Varuṇa as the ancient protectors who guard this nourishing stream, praying that they may continually shield and nurture the sweetness of spiritual and material life.
💭 Flowing Translation
Verse 3: Aditi, the boundless cow, swells with milk for the seeker devoted to Ṛta, the giver of oblations; the human priest devoted to his task stirs up this divine flow for you both in the assembly.
Verse 4: Moreover, among the clans, the intoxicating soma, the divine cows, and the waters swell for you both; may you, our ancient guardians, protect for us the sweet milk of the radiant dawn.
📝 Scholar's Reading Note
Sāyaṇa interprets 'gāvaḥ' and 'āpaḥ' literally as physical cows and water participating in the ritual feast. Psychological interpreters like Sri Aurobindo view 'gāvaḥ' as the rays of the inner sun of illumination and 'payas' as the flowing nectar of divine bliss.
🧠Memory Hook
Imagine a divine udder representing infinite consciousness raining down sweet milk, pure waters, and intoxicating joy upon every home in the village.