(adi Sankara) 23 A Prayer For Rain Of Gold Part 3 Poem by Rajaram Ramachandran

Song 14

My obeisance to Mahalakshmi
The daughter of Sage Brigu
My respects to Srilakshmi
Resting on Lord Vishnu.

To Lakshmi on the lotus seat
I submit myself to Her feet,
To the consort of Thirumal
I pay my respects humble.

Song 15

To Her, with sparkling eyes,
Which look like lotus,
I bow before Her feet
With my due respect.

To Her, the creator of this earth,
And the incarnation of wealth,
I bow before Her feet
With my due respect.

To Her, the Goddess
Of all the Devas,
I bow before Her feet,
With my due respect.

To the wife of Nandakumaran,
The Nandagopan’s lovely son,
I bow before Her feet,
With my due respect.

Song 16

Oh Devi, You’ve eyes,
Like the flower lotus,
And all the praises
From men and Devas.

It’s You, who bless
All the worldly riches.
Even to rule a country
It requires Your mercy.

All the resultant evils
From the five senses
Simply fly away fast
With Your force at last.

I worship Your seat,
And bow to Your feet.
Now, what I need
Is Your grace indeed.

Song 17

Demon Muran, Vishnu destroyed,
Thus this world, He had saved.
So for this task, He did carry
He has another name, Murrari.

O’er His beautiful chest,
You always take rest.
But You grant boon
To Your devotee soon.

With my three senses-
Word, mind, body-organs,
Now I stand at this place,
And worship Your grace.

Song 18

You reside in a lotus flower,
Also holding lotus flower
One more in Your hand
And wear a white garland.

Your dress in white silk,
Shines like pure milk.
You’re the very source
Of knowledge in the Universe.

As the wife of Vishnu,
Very well when You knew
From the three worlds all,
Why not You rush to my call?

Song 19

From the Ganges River,
The elephants carry water,
Moving in eight directions,
For Your holy ablution.

I know it well how,
You’re so clean now,
Thus adding more beauty
To Your own beauty

Vishnu, the sole head,
Leads the entire world.
As His wife you live,
And blessings you give.

Along with the nectar,
You came as a daughter
From the milk ocean once.
I pay You my obeisance.

Song 20

As You always sit
In a soft lotus seat,
Your look, in fact,
Is so pretty and soft.

In Your lotus eyes,
I see the kind waves,
Oh, the wife of Vishnu
Let me surrender to You.

Yes, I’m the first one
Among those poor men
Who suffer in poverty
So, in me You take pity.

This side, You turn and see
Keep Your first look on me,
So I can see Your face,
And have Your grace

Song 21

When this daily prayer
Said by whomsoever
Before Lakshmi, the Mother,
It’ll go waste never.

Based on their own merits,
They’ll reap all benefits.
They’ll surely be wise,
To get everyone’s praise.

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