Atharvaveda · Sūkta 5.5
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5.5.1
रात्री माता नभः पितार्यमा ते पितामहः ।
सिलाची नाम वा असि सा देवानामसि स्वसा ॥ ५.५.१ ॥
Night is your mother, the sky your father, Aryaman your grandfather. You are named Silācī; indeed you are the sister of the gods.
5.5.2
यस्त्वा पिबति जीवति त्रायसे पुरुषं त्वम् ।
भर्त्री हि शश्वतामसि जनानां च न्यञ्चनी ॥ ५.५.२ ॥
You protect the man who drinks you and lives; you are indeed the supporter of many people, the one who brings down (the disease).
5.5.3
वृक्षंवृक्षमा रोहसि वृषण्यन्तीव कन्यला ।
जयन्ती प्रत्यातिष्ठन्ती स्परणी नाम वा असि ॥ ५.५.३ ॥
You climb up tree after tree, like a maiden desiring a husband; conquering, standing up against (the disease), you are named Sparaṇī.
5.5.4
यद्दण्डेन यदिष्वा यद्वारुर्हरसा कृतम् ।
तस्य त्वमसि निष्कृतिः सेमं निष्कृधि पूरुषम् ॥ ५.५.४ ॥
Whatever has been done by staff, by arrow, by bowstring, by curse — you are its remedy. Release this man.
5.5.5
भद्रात्प्लक्षान् निस्तिष्ठस्यश्वत्थात्खदिराद्धवात् ।
भद्रान् न्यग्रोधात्पर्णात्सा न एह्यरुन्धति ॥ ५.५.५ ॥
From the good plakṣa trees you rise up; from the aśvattha, khadira, and hava (trees); from the good nyagrodha and parṇa trees. You, indeed, come to us here, O Arundhatī.
5.5.6
हिरण्यवर्णे सुभगे सूर्यवर्णे वपुष्टमे ।
रुतं गच्छासि निष्कृते निष्कृतिर्नाम वा असि ॥ ५.५.६ ॥
O golden-coloured, auspicious, sun-coloured one of most beautiful form! You go to the cry (of the sufferer); O remedy, indeed you are named Niṣkṛti.
5.5.7
हिरण्यवर्णे सुभगे शुष्मे लोमशवक्षणे ।
अपामसि स्वसा लाक्षे वातो हात्मा बभूव ते ॥ ५.५.७ ॥
O golden-hued, fortunate, strong one, O lac with the bristling chest! You are the sister of the waters; the wind has become your breath.
5.5.8
सिलाची नाम कानीनोऽजबभ्रु पिता तव ।
अश्वो यमस्य यः श्यावस्तस्य हास्नास्युक्षिता ॥ ५.५.८ ॥
Your name is Silācī; Ajabhru, the son of a maiden, is your father. You are sprinkled with the foam from the mouth of Yama's dark-tawny horse.
5.5.9
अश्वस्यास्नः संपतिता सा वृक्षामभि सिष्यदे ।
सरा पतत्रिणी भूत्वा सा न एह्यरुन्धति ॥ ५.५.९ ॥
She who has fallen scattered from the horse's foam clings to the tree. Having become a winged, gliding creature, come to us, O Arundhatī.