Devi Visalakshi

Creator be a god, destroyer be a god
Resurrected be the Goddess
Myth be Dhakshayani
Divine destiny whom woven around

Her immolated self in a conflicted filial pyre
Her bereaved consort, the cosmic dancer
While danced with, agonised, destructive
Peace lorded the discus Krishna's

Slain and strewn Dhakshayani's corpse
Fiftyone chops, sites, powers be Dhakshayani's
This Bharat to be sown in
Shakti Peethas to be sworn in

Resurrection renamed is Visalakshi
Transmitting love Her large eyes afresh
Circumventing rivers Varana and Asi
Spouse Bhairava, no way to flare out again
He but to love beauteous Visalakshi
We to expiate our sins in godly mercy

poem by Indira Renganathan
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