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When again their vision returned, the gods beheld

 

That light appearing now in the form of a woman, charming and

delightful.

 

She was exceedingly beautiful of limb, a maiden in the freshness of

youth.

 

Her full, upraised breasts put to shame the swelling buds of the

lotus.

 

Her girdle and anklets jingled with clusters of tinkling bells.

 

She was adorned with a necklace, armlets, and bracelets of gold.

 

Her throat resplendent with a chain of priceless gems.

 

The locks on her cheeks shimmered like black bees swarming on delicate

Ketaka blooms.

 

An exquisite line of down on her midriff enhanced the charm of her

shapely hips.

 

She was chewing spiced betel mixed with bits of mint camphor.

 

Pendant earrings of shining gold graced her lotus face.

 

Above long eyebrows her forehead shone with an image of the crescent

moon.

 

Her eyes were red lotus petals, her nose dignified, her lips like

nectar.

 

Her teeth resembled buds of white jasmine; a string of pearls adorned

her neck.

 

Her crescent-shaped crown sparkled with jewels; she was bedecked with

ornaments shining like new moons.

 

A garland of jasmine flowers brightened her luxuriant hair.

 

Her forehead sported a saffron dot, while her three eyes reflected her

playful mood.

 

Three-eyed and four-armed, she held a noose and goad while gesturing

her beneficence and assurance of safety.

 

She was dressed in red and appeared lustrous like blooms of the

pomegranate.

 

Richly adorned in garments all suited for love, she was worshipped by

all the gods.

 

Satisying all desires, she is the Mother of all, the Deluder of all.

 

The Mother's kindly face, so gracious, displayed a tender smile on the

lotus mouth.

 

This embodiment of unfeigned compassion the gods beheld in their

presence.

 

Seeing her, the embodiment of compassion, the entire host of gods

bowed low,

 

Unable to speak, choking on tears in silence.

 

Struggling to regain their composure, their necks bending in devotion,

 

Their eyes brimming with tears of loving joy, they glorified the World

Mother with hymns...

 

-- from the "Devi Gita"

 

AUM lalitAyai namaH

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