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Hymns of Thayumanavar
The Loved Damsel That Flourisheth in the Mountain (8/8)
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The Indiriya devils that agreeably grow with the elements,
The thought and allied devils,
The war, hatred and other giant devils -
All these, the mailcious Brahma of Four Vedas decreed
That my awareness be destroyed
And my distress enhanced.
Will Thou not bless me
With Thy powerful art of mauna mantra
That these miseries shall meet their fall?
Thou, of the form of Maha Mantra
That is of nada shape!
Thou, that is the Void of nadanta!
Thou, the rainladen cloud that pours
For the field of faith to flourish!
The Heavenly Peacock that is jnana Bliss!
The Object Supreme
That is beyond the ken of all contending faiths!
Oh! Daughter that was born
As the eye's apple of the Mountain King!
Oh! Malai Valar Kadali Uma Maiden!
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