Devi Maari(Sheetala)

'Who art Thou? '..bang away Their inventing mind At Thou sprout of genesis To mean Bala Thou nascence To mean Lalitha Thee damsel To mean Thripurasundari Thou celestial queenship To mean Kamakshi Thee saver from desirous lust... They're highbrowed, scholastic White in Thou shade of colours Devi In the souls of the innocents Myriad colours of feastful fest Thou art a showery Mother Maari Rurality greets Thee in colours Of stones and trees and myths Be Vasuki or Renuka or Draupathi or Kannaki Thou art Maariamma, Mother of mercy Unlettered they are Yet aware of their entangled desires Aspire to be unknotted of woes Select mindful colours Of land-life-etheric shades Of Thou assuasive mercy showers To mean priorly Veppilai Nayaki Thou advertent curative power To purulent pustule pocking life To mean Kaumaari and Karumaari Ponmaari and pachaimaari and Muthumaari Thou valour to vanquish evil Thou nature to boom ever fertile To mean Poomaari and Sandhanamaari Thou bestowment aromatic, redolent To mean Kottai maari and yerikkarai maari Thou presence ubiquitous all over To mean Mahamaari and Mahamaayi Thou adjudgment of Thyself in summation Pervasive in alignment of iridescent shadiness The transient beings for us to surrender In Thine grace drowned we are