Devi Mahalakshmi

Lotus-lassie of a lotus -face seated in lotus-splendor Lotus hearted to blossom beauteous and tender.. O'what a human spoiling all Thy luster In lore of his transient fluster I do not understand O' Mahalakshmi Perished Thy treasure of fecundity In greed and lust of humans' stupidity.. Why don't Thee reveal Thy cherishable reality Thy surpassing glory, pristine and wholly sheen I wonder and wonder o' Lotus-Queen Unlike the sun, moon others of celestial screen Mendaciously, untruthfully dark in next scene Mother why don't Thee unveil All the filth of human to fail And why don't Thee Thyself unveil Outpouring Thy compassion, mercy all in one fill On the couch of Adisesha's pious ilk Reclining Thy Lord attired of silk Well known, from the ocean of milk Simply brought Thee out by a trick And well known Thy abundant luminance Shoved away erstwhile cosmic darkness And Bhudevi and Sridevi are inly sisters Earth and her wealth all in thou Mistress And Thy poise o' Mahalakshmi Salvaging a life muddy, murky To a blooming blossom sunny From that of your ocean-rooted lotus shiny.. O' what the humans, improper and misconstruing Misdealt a benign divine Lording I do not understand o'Mother charming Humans or demons Thee bestowing