devotional composition by Muka Kavi dedicated to Kamakshi. The real name of the
poet is not known. Legend has it that he was born dumb but regained not only
his voice by the grace of Goddess Kamakshi but also became
a poet of considerable merit. Mooka Panchashati
consists of five satakams, each Satakam containing 100 verses. The
Satakams are Arya Satakam, Padaravinda
Satakam, Stuti Satakam, Kataksha Satakam and Mandasmita Satakam.
the presiding deity of Kancheepuram. Her
consort is Ekamreshwara, an aspect of Lord Shiva. Kanchi is the Central Peetham established by
Aadi Shankaracharya who installed and consecrated the idol of Kamakshi and established the system
of worship there. The other Peethams are
at Badrinath in the North, Dwarka in theWest,
Puri in the East and Sringeri (Sringa giri) in the South.
English of a hymn of this nature is a delicate task and readers may kindly
pardon the shortcomings, though every attempt has been made to make the
translation as close as possible to the intended or perceived meaning.
was seen by me on the banks of the Kampa river with her curly hair,
fleeting glances, ample hips and soft,
my glance inward I see the incomparable
ripe joy of Paramasiva when Kamkshi’s face lights up indicating that she is
daughter of sage Katyayana, who is Kali the dark one, who is the end(Koti) of
all desires, who is all fine art forms, who is Goddess of learning, who is the
terrible Bhairavi, who is the most auspicious,
who is shakini, who is consort of Shambhu and who is shivaa, I sing
praises of You.
Kamakshi! who wears a garland, who seeks out Siva, who plays in Kanchi, Who is
the death of enemies, who carries the trident,
who wears a chain of corals, who protects the devas and who is
the consort of Kapali (Shiva)
In Lord Shiva’s deeksha (vow) to perform the yagna
invoking Kamadeva, the God of Love, there is no doubt that You, with
your flowering youth, can be a competent teacher (aachaarya).
i.e Shiva is filled with joy on seeing her), whose complexion is of the colour
of saffron and whose ample bosom challenges the bulging forehead of the
elephant and exerts pressure on her waist.
who wears a gem-studded beautiful waist-band (girdle), who is kind to those who
bow to her and who is favourably disposed towards me.
is familiar with the banks of Kampa, who is the
youth could not tolerate the famed obstinacy of the celibacy of Shiva who had
burnt Kamadeva (Cupid) in the fire of his third eye.
her consort Lord Shiva, applies tilak on
her forehead using juice from the leaves of plants, wears a dress made of
leaves, carries in her hand a tool for digging the earth and wears a garland of
gunja berries as ornament.
surrounded by musicians and also by bhairavas and you wear Kundalas
(globe-shaped ear-studs) made of conch shell in your ears. Victory to you
always O Mother Kamakshi !
who prostrate before you, create(fight)
battles (to kill asuras), keep company with lions (on whom you ride),
delight the heart of Lord Shiva, kill the horde of enemies and You alone are Durga
war, cutting off and tossing the heads of asuras, wearing the intestines
of the asuras as garland and holding their chopped-off heads in your hands.
the poor with ladle-fulls of cooked food.
a boar as Varahi who plays in this world,
removes the fear of torture by the enemies by striking at them and who is skilled in using the plough and the
mace as weapons
marrying Shiva, the destroyer of Kama.
You are the hall of gem-studded walls for the Cupid to play and show his
magic, you steal the brightness of gold by your lustre, you are a young girl
with a garland in your hands (ready to put it around Lord Shiva’s neck)
consort of Bhrama, who is attired in bright white clothes, who abides in the
lotus, who carries the book and rudrakaha in her hands, who has dense
eye-lashes and who holds a Veena, Vipanchi in her hands
saffron, which wears a garland of severed heads dripping blood, which holds a
rosary and book and which displays abhaya ( protection
from fear) and varada (dispensing boons) mudras (signs) by hands
golden ornaments, whose complexion is dark as iron and who carries the trident
and the skull in her beautiful lotus hands.
captivated the whole world, in the centre of effulgence of red and see your
face, your breasts and your waist.
the greatest of goddesses ! from the Mooladhara lotus at the base, You rise as
Kundalini, the serpentine power, and
passing through swahishthana, manipura, anahata, Vishuddhi and Aagna
lotuses, reach and merge in the thousand
petal lotus uniting with Shiva.
Kamakshi! those who revere and worship the lotus feet of the guru, climb the
mansion of Mukti (liberation), by
your grace, using the steps of sabeeja
and nirbeeja yoga.
You are inside and outside of every thing.
You are the death to him who brings death to all beings. And to those
who always think about you, meditate on you and worship you, you reveal
Yourself, the Ultimate Reality.
fruit covering your teeth in his anxiety
to get hold of the parrot which, he
thinks, is producing those sweet
beautiful sounds from your throat.
the Universe; victory,victory to
Kamakshi; victory, victory to daughter of Himavan; victory, victory to darling
of Mahesha; Victory, victory to the one who is the flood of moonlight in the
Whosoever chants this Arya Satakam with devotion to Kamakshi, from his mouth-lotus will flow, by the grace
of Kamakshi, words as sweet as divine nectar.