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On the seventh cycle of waxing Moon
I meditate on Goddess Sri Lalita, who
Assumes the form of Shivaduti!
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I bow to Shivaduti, the Lady of divine light
Who made the Lord, Her messenger in a fight
Who is brilliant like the summer Sun at noon
Whose crown is set with bright jewels nine
Who has arms eight and has lovely eyes three
Who holds all weapons and a bowl of jewels,
Who shines in garments red and whose smile
Is sweeter than nectar, and the destroyer of
Immoral conduct; who is always engaged
In granting boons to Her devotees true,
Whose laughter is like peals of thunder
Whose words are the miracles wonder,
Who is always eulogized by sages;
May She remove all mishaps in life
May She grant the jewels beautiful
To me victory and joyous life!
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-venkat
Dt.18.04.2012.
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