Divine mother Rajarajeshwari and poetry

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Dear srividyapriyas,

 

Ammani loves poetry very much. She is called kavithapriya. She gave

power to Vageshwari who wrote the litany of her thousand

names ''Lalitha sahasranama''.

 

It is a poetic marvel in sanskirt which has no human parallels.

 

Trishati is another one.

 

Mother used to come to one person in Chennai, I know of and explain

to him poetry in Taoism! " spirituality... " she used to start in

Queen's english. Iam blissed by Her leelas even in this kaliyuga

when so many impure vibrations in the air.

 

There is also a poet by name Pandurangan who became famous of the

temple in chennai(see message 56 for contact information). He was an

ordinary man who was walking in midnight near the temple when

Rajarajeshwari devi appeared in the form of bala before him and

asked what he was doing there at that odd hour near the temple. He

said he was vexed with his life.He dint know it was Bala! She then whispered

something in his

ears and vanished and he started rendering versesin tamil with great felicity as

if he were born from the mouth of Godess Saraswathy!(Mind you,he was not even

a greatly educated man in the language).... This incident

reminded me of Kalidasa.

 

It has inspired me to scribble a few lines on her...call it a

doggerel or a poem or mere scribbles of an emotional scoundrel..its

upto you....

 

Sanihitya, samarasa pura, Rajarajeshwari

 

The litany of surges from within,

Runs deep into thy trikuta and the din.

Ma! Parambike save subodha from the rise of " I "

Swaranayike cut these emotions a-la-stalks of rye.

 

Purgatory,heaven and the resultant matrix

Please put me into thy compassionate eye fix,

shaaktha,paraa,madiraa,manukampitha, shall I be but damned

In thy ever glorious vision and the eternal unnamed?

 

Gloating on thine dunes of time bound

I seek future as my dumping ground

Thy maya infinite in my eyelids Bhattarike ma!

Make it heavy a-la-throns on my anuloma

 

Shantha,ahetuki kripa, sauparnika merge me,

In this spiral called susushmana for free

You weild the noose and the goad to heights fury

Ma!Sanihitya, samarasa pura, Rajarajeshwari!

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At her Saffron lotus feet,

 

I remain,

 

Subodha