Franchised the godly three
The providential toy-factory
Plays ever through myths
Conceited high about their bureaucracy
Creating, protecting, recycling by their spirit alone
Brahma, Vishnu, Shiva thrashing
Power Goddess withdrew in anger
Goddess Shakti broke Her propriety
And power off; Toys of creation on cessation
Dark without Durga, Lakshmi, Saraswathi
Strength, food, knowledge became the absentees
Functionless gods triad agnized Shakti's supremity
Surrendered.Thence food for soul to the triad
As well for the whole providential production
Kasi Goddess perpetually offering
Praise, salute Annapoorani
Annapoorani on shakti-peetah at Varanasi
Her clement poise of mercy
Ladling food -an endless potful majesty
Of soul and stomach who ever be hungry
Conceive of Annapoorani to hurry
Her eloquent smile to wipe out any worry
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