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On the twelfth cycle of waxing Moon
I meditate on Goddess Sri Lalita, who
Assumes the form of Vijaya!
~*~
I bow to Vijaya,the Lady ever victorious
Who resembles the rising Sun in Her hue
Who is resplendent with a shining crown
Of gems, adorned with the crescent moon,
Who holds a discuss and other weapons,
Who sports a water lily and a pomegranate
In Her hands, who is seated on a great lion
And who is surrounded on all sides by Her
Attendant Shaktis riding on fierce tigers;
May that Vijaya be ever auspicious to us
And grant us victory in all fields of life!
~*~
O Vijaya,You are very fierce in battles
With demons, but You are very gentle
With pure smiles to Your virtuous devotees
O Devi,You are the destroyer of ignorance
And the protector of helpless devotees!
When you are propitiated, You are granting
Not only success in business and battles
But also granting divine prosperity to all
Your devotees, It is only by Your grace
This universe is always safe, O Goddess,
Grant us universal peace and happiness!
~*~
-venkat
Dt.28.04.2012.
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