Sukta 112

Mantra 1

नानानं वा उ नो धियो वि व्रतानि जनानाम् । तक्षा रिष्टं रुतं भिषग्ब्रह्मा सुन्वन्तमिच्छतीन्द्रायेन्दो परि स्रव ॥

Various indeed are our thoughts, various the ways of human beings. The carpenter seeks the broken wood, the healer seeks the ailment, the priest seeks the presser—O Indu, flow around for Indra.

Mantra 2

जरतीभिरोषधीभिः पर्णेभिः शकुनानाम् । कार्मारो अश्मभिर्द्युभिर्हिरण्यवन्तमिच्छतीन्द्रायेन्दो परि स्रव ॥

With withered herbs, with leaves, the bird-catchers pursue their aim; the smith with stones and glowing fires seeks one rich in gold. O Indu, flow around for Indra.

Mantra 3

कारुरहं ततो भिषगुपलप्रक्षिणी नना । नानाधियो वसूयवोऽनु गा इव तस्थिमेन्द्रायेन्दो परि स्रव ॥

I am a maker of the Word; another becomes the healer; another grinds at the stone-press. Diverse are our understandings, seeking the plenitudes; we stand following (the Truth’s lead) like the rays/cows in their ordered movement. O Indu, flow around and forth for Indra.

Mantra 4

अश्वो वोळ्हा सुखं रथं हसनामुपमन्त्रिणः । शेपो रोमण्वन्तौ भेदौ वारिन्मण्डूक इच्छतीन्द्रायेन्दो परि स्रव ॥

The Horse bears the easy-going chariot; the companioning voices call and answer in delight. The generative power with its stirring movements breaks open the obstructions; even the frog in the waters longs (for the rain/awakening). O Indu, flow around and forth for Indra.