Goddess Ambika (tamil)

Goddess  Ambika



 



By



Smt Prema Narayan



 



Translated by



P.R.Ramachander




 



(I have read several times the home page of Sri
Sankara  narayanan where he pouts the
tamil prayers written  by Smt Prema
Narayanan.  I wanted to translate  at least one 
.He so kindly  send to me. Thanks
to him. Here  is my humble effort)



 



Rathna simmasanaththil amarnthu arputha darisanam
tharupavaLe



Paasam ankusam karumbu villai kaiyil Enthi iruppavaLe



Inthiraani deva maatharkaL chaamaram veesa alaimakaL
kalaimakaL udan kaatchi tharupavaLe



Vaira keereedam sempavazha thodu muththu mookuththi



Sokka thangaththil maarbil aabaranankaL jolikka



Kaalil silambu kolusu aNinthu aananthamaya darisanam
tharupavaLe



Sanku Chakra kathaa dhaari mukunthanin sodhariye,



Sambu manohariye



Mallikai mullai manthaaram thaazhamboo thaamarai



Champaka malar maalaikaLai aNipavaLe



Kathamba vana vaasiniye, en hrudhaya kovilil amarnthavaLe



Manthahaasa punnagai mukaththodu enai kadaakshippavaLe



Sankari, Saambavi, Chandra kalaadhari, Sidhroopi ena pala



peyarkaLai kondavaLe



Sri Raaja Raajeswari, en annaiye en manakovilil thangi



sathaa enai rakshithiduvaayammaa



 



 



She who sits on a gem studded throne  and grants wonderful  sight



Who holds rope  ,
goad and sugarcane bow  in her hands



She who appears with 
Lakshmi and Saraswathi with 
deva  maidens and Indra’s wife fanning
you



She who is with Diamond 
crown, red coral   ear stud,
pearl  nose stud,



With  necklace  of pure gold 
decorating  and shining on  her 
chest,



And wearing  anklet
and silver chain on her leg , appearing 
with joy



She who is  Sister
of Mukunda   holding conch  , wheel and mace



She who steals the 
mind of lord Shiva



She  who wears  garlands of Jasmine, chrysanthymum ,
madaara  , pandanus



Champaka   flowers



She who smells of 
boquat  forest, She who sis on
my  heart 
as temple



She who looks at me with a  budding  
smile



Wife of Sankara , Wife of Shambu, she who wears  crescent of moon,



She who has divine form, she who has several names
like  this



Oh Rajarajeswari, my mother please  live in the temple of mind,



And please 
provide   protection to me



 


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