Verse 10वि॒श्ववे॑दसो र॒यिभिः॒ समो॑कसः॒ संमि॑श्लास॒स्तवि॑षीभिर्विर॒प्शिनः॑ ।
अस्ता॑र॒ इषुं॑ दधिरे॒ गभ॑स्त्योरनं॒तशु॑ष्मा॒ वृष॑खादयो॒ नरः॑ ॥
viśvávedaso rayíbhiḥ sámokasaḥ sáṃmiślāsastáviṣībhirvirapśínaḥ ǀ
ástāra íṣum dadhire gábhastyoranantáśuṣmā vṛ́ṣakhādayo náraḥ ǁ
Verse 11हि॒र॒ण्यये॑भिः प॒विभिः॑ पयो॒वृध॒ उज्जि॑घ्नंत आप॒थ्यो॒३॒॑ न पर्व॑तान् ।
म॒खा अ॒यासः॑ स्व॒सृतो॑ ध्रुव॒च्युतो॑ दुध्र॒कृतो॑ म॒रुतो॒ भ्राज॑दृष्टयः ॥
hiraṇyáyebhiḥ pavíbhiḥ payovṛ́dha újjighnanta āpathyó ná párvatān ǀ
makhā́ ayā́saḥ svasṛ́to dhruvacyúto dudhrakṛ́to marúto bhrā́jadṛṣṭayaḥ ǁ
Verse 12घृषुं॑ पाव॒कं व॒निनं॒ विच॑र्षणिं रु॒द्रस्य॑ सू॒नुं ह॒वसा॑ गृणीमसि ।
र॒ज॒स्तुरं॑ त॒वसं॒ मारु॑तं ग॒णमृ॑जी॒षिणं॒ वृष॑णं सश्चत श्रि॒ये ॥
ghṛ́ṣum pāvakám vanínam vícarṣaṇim rudrásya sūnúm havásā gṛṇīmasi ǀ
rajastúram tavásam mā́rutam gaṇámṛjīṣíṇam vṛ́ṣaṇam saścata śriyé ǁ
📖 Immersive narrative, word breakdowns, and spiritual context
The vision deepens as the Maruts reveal themselves as 'viśvavedasaḥ'—possessors of all universal treasures. They dwell together in harmonious unity, surging with boundless energy and overflowing with rich bounty. In their hands, they hold unfailing arrows and infinite force; their shoulder-rings and anklets are fashioned of pure gold. They drive their golden-rimmed wheels with such ferocity that they lift up even the stationary mountains, shaking the firm foundations of the earth.
Invoking them directly in verse 12, the Ṛṣi addresses the son of Rudra—fiery, purifying, penetrating into every corner of human existence, the storm-troop that rushes across the atmospheric spaces (rajas-tura). They are the dynamic catalysts of spiritual evolution, sweeping away stagnation and bestowing the splendor of divine consciousness upon the sincere seeker.
💭 Flowing Translation
Verse 10: All-knowing with treasures, dwelling together, mingled in strength and overflowing with abundance; they hold the unerring shaft in their hands, possessing endless vigor, masters with golden rings, the divine heroes.
Verse 11: With golden tires upon their wheels, growing by the waters, they toss up the mountains like path-finders; impetuous, unwearied, self-moving, shaking the immovable, makers of dread, the Maruts with flashing lances.
Verse 12: The fierce, purifying, penetrating, all-pervading son of Rudra do we invoke with our song. Worship that Marut host, traveler of the mid-regions, powerful, roaring, and bountiful, for the sake of supreme splendor.
📝 Scholar's Reading Note
Sāyaṇa focuses on the ritual invocation of the Marut gaṇa for physical protection, while spiritual commentary interprets the 'golden tires' and 'flashing lances' as instruments of truth that pierce through ignorance.
🧠Memory Hook
Visualise golden chariots with blazing wheels tearing across the sky so fast that mountains seem to bounce like pebbles in their wake.