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O Mother! I visualize Your throne studded with precious gems of thought in the middle of rolling waves in a nectar-ocean, which is sitting in a gem-island, which is surrounded by the heavenly wish-granting trees, which is within the enclosure of Kadamba trees, which is inside a hall with thousands of diamond pillars, and which is on a marvellous pedestal.
I visualize that You, Who is situated at the center of the Śrīcakra shining with its three spheres of moon, sun and fire, Who has a splendor of rising sun, Who is holding a lasso, a sphere, a bow and an arrow by the palms, Who has a happy face, Who is possessing a saffron dress, Whose crown is carrying the artistry of the Moon, and Who has a radiant smile.
O Goddess, Who is the ocean of the nectar of compassion! Partake my offering of an auspicious diamond seat for You, which is held by Isana and others, and which has Siva as a single plank. Partake — water scented with saffron, sandalwood and other perfumes as padya, arghya filled with gems and aks?ata, and pure water for ācamanīyaka — all these with satisfaction; all these are offered by my devotion.
O Goddess, Who is the goal of the Yogī, Who has protected (us) from the world’s mundane net, and Who has large eyes! Take a holy bath in the water, which is produced by melting, which is mixed with sandalwood-fragrance, kuṅkuma and shining camphor, in the milk of cow, in the coconut water, and in holy-chanted water. Partake all these offering of mine with satisfaction.
O Goddess, Who has a body marked with the mantra of hrīṁ! Take the resplendent blouse associated with jewels collected by the ice-mountains, the saffron-colored stick, the pure sacred thread made of golden thread strung with pearls, and a sārī made of golden silken threads. Partake all these offering of mine with satisfaction.
O Mother, Who has the gait desired even by the swans, Who is filled excessively with the shimmer of the diamonds of the swing, Who has golden bangles, Who has bracelets, and Who has jewel-studded ear-hoops! Accept a resplendent garland, a crown with the crescent moon as a crest-jewel, a pearl for the nose, finger rings, and a golden girdle.
Partake, in all the organs, thick paste made of kuṅkuma, camphor and sandalwood, a forehead-mark of kastūrī, a leaf of gorocana on Your forehead plank, a divine ointment on your cheeks and eyes, and a pure never-fading musk-paste for Your lotus-like neck. Partake all these with happiness.
O Goddess, Who bestows the boons! I mentally submit garlands made in many ways with the flowers of water-lily, lotus, jasmine, Maruvaka, golden lotuses, Jātī, Campaka, Mālatī, Vakula, Mandāra, Kunda and others, Ketakī, and Karavīraka. Partake all these with happiness.
You entertain the slayer of Madana (Śiva) by the means of Your organs of beauty and brilliance, Your black tress-locks imitating the rows of bees. You trap His thoughts. O Mother! Having pleased You in the nice blissful and sporting homes, I wave the incense made of the ten ingredients, fragrant-resin, cow-milk’s butter, and incense-wood for You.
I invoke auspiciousness in the temple — with heaps of precious-stones, with gem-decked pillars arrayed in a garland-shape, and with colorful young-women sculptures carrying lamps in their hands whose flames are increased by cow-milk’s butter. O Goddess, Who is the daughter of Himālaya! Accept rows of such divine lamps. Partake all these with happiness.
O Goddess of the hrīṁkāra! O Mother! I present the offering of cooked divine grains, split-pea soup with leaves and cow-milk’s butter, many types of rice, rice cooked in milk with sugar, honey and curd, gram-cakes of thousand kinds, and naivedyam bearing fruit situated in precious-stone vessels, in golden vessels, and in thousands of plates.
O Umā! Placed before You is a precious-stone ladle with the fragrance of Ketakī, and has betel-leaves and catechu-leaves — which have many qualities, which have beautiful fragrance, which are resplendent due to the chunks of camphor, which have powdered pearl, which are made in various steps, and which will please the lotus-like mouth in many ways. These are for Your enjoyment!
Accept an Āratī, which is associated with tala of ‘tat-tat’ and beats of drum, which is full of dancing lotus-feet, which is full of mantra-adoration, which is beautifully arranged, which is accompanied by beautiful girls possessing radiance, and which is accompanied by a beautiful plate having colorful pearls and shining lamps made of camphor flame.
Lakṣmī holds an umbrella — which is bejeweled, sparkling, white and decorated with pearls — over You; Indrāṇī and Rati sway hand-fan for You; Bhāratī has the string-lute (to which) celestial dancers with beautiful eyes are dancing gracefully. O Mother! Hear the clear songs coming out of the sāttvika sounds possessing musical patterns.
O Mother, Who is prayed by men with the three parts of the hrīṁkāra, and Whose manifestation is the aim of the words of the three-heads (of hrīṁkāra)! Who knows how to pray You. O Ambikā! Forgive me. (So) Let my uttering be Your eulogies, let my walking be hundred pradakṣiṇā around You, let my dreaming be thousand salutes to You. Partake them with happiness.
He who regularly worships the daughter of Giri (Himālaya) with consciousness and with this garland of Mantra-syllables, during the evening and the morning prayers — the daughter of Giri will dance in the maṇṭapa of lotus-like-mind, will never leave His tongue as Sarasvatī, and will never leave his lotus-face as Lakṣmī.
Poet: Ādi Śaṅkara
Translator: Arjun Kanagal and Animesh Kumar
Submitter: Arjun Kanagal
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