Sage Agasthya

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Sage Agasthya the the great sage, You were the last hope of the sages Who were entitled to cross the Vindhyas The mighty mountain ranges in pride No one allowed to cross the Vindhya He put his Peaks in heights to blockage Sage Agasthya the great men of help Offered is sympathy to the travelers The pilgrims, aged women, children He tried his best to submission of ego The Vindhyan ranges that shown his might The sage cleverly asked for a boon Give me a blessing that you will not show Your Peak in heights till my return Arrogant of the self pride the mountain Offered the boon as the wishes of sage Slowly, happily, the sage walked The mountain a little shown his mercy And kept his peaks showing less height All were allowed to pass to south The sages asked a boon to Agasthya Never to return otherwise the mountain Will maintain the status quo and make trouble The enlightened sage allowed the boon And lives in Agasthya hills of southern Kerala.

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