यतमानाः पराक्रान्ताः परस्परजिगीषवः ॥
जीमूता इव घर्मान्ते शरवर्षैर् अवाकिरन् ॥
ते रथान् सूर्यसंकाशान् आस्थिताः पुरुषर्षभाः ॥
अशोभन्त यथा मेघाः शारदाः समुपस्थिताः ॥
स्पर्धिनस् ते महेष्वासाः कृतयत्ना धनुर्धराः ॥
अभ्यगच्छंस् तथान्योन्यं मत्ता गजवृषा इव ॥
न नूनं देहभेदो ऽस्ति काले तस्मिन् समागते ॥
यत्र सर्वे न युगपद् व्यशीर्यन्त महारथाः ॥
yatamānāḥ parākrāntāḥ parasparajigīṣavaḥ ||
jīmūtā iva gharmānte śaravarṣair avākiran ||
te rathān sūryasaṃkāśān āsthitāḥ puruṣarṣabhāḥ ||
aśobhanta yathā meghāḥ śāradāḥ samupasthitāḥ ||
spardhinas te maheṣvāsāḥ kṛtayatnā dhanurdharāḥ ||
abhyagacchaṃs tathānyonyaṃ mattā gajavṛṣā iva ||
na nūnaṃ dehabhedo 'sti kāle tasmin samāgate ||
yatra sarve na yugapad vyaśīryanta mahārathāḥ ||
The warriors watched the wondrous battle of the wondrously fighting men. Striving, valiant, desiring to conquer one another, like clouds at the end of the hot season, they showered each other with rains of arrows. They, mounted upon sun-like chariots, bulls among men, shone like autumnal clouds having gathered. The rivals, those great archers, diligent bow-bearers, thus came together with one another like furious elephant-bulls. Surely the body is not destroyed until that hour has come — [and so they survived].
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Fighters shower each other with arrows and yet survive — "the body is not destroyed until that hour has come." It is telling, this reflection on fate: death arrives on its own schedule, not before. The verse teaches that life and death lie in the hand of destiny: until the appointed hour has struck, even a rain of arrows does not destroy; and therefore the wise man does not fear battle beyond measure — for it is not the weapon but time that decides when a man falls.