(slokas 51 to 75)
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
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.
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.
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.
literary outpourings of poets in the
city of Kanchi, mocking the sweetness of honey, which raises, as its victory flag, the heavenly Ganga which revels in the matted
hairs of Lord Shiva, enemy of Cupid. .
learning and great fame to those who bow
down before you. Your mercy gives your
devotees good sons and predominance in the three worlds. O One
who destroys all sins! What is that the
act of prostrating before you cannot accomplish?
most fit object for the eyes of Pasupati, who removes the sorrows of those who prostrate
before her, whose tresses resemble a swarm of honey-bees, who is beyond the
reach of words, who sports a smile and adorns herself with the crescent moon.
of Cupid (Kamadeva) and the daughter of
Himavan! your glances are dark as the cloud, sweet and cool as nectar and
incomparable. Kindly cast those glances on me who is afraid of the cataclysm of
this samsara and whose mind is full of sorrow and who is dumb.
with their mind anxious because they are held by the neck by the samsara, prostrate
before you, You are the wish-yielding creeper and you dispel their dense darkness. We remember you daily, O Kamakshi!, who
strolls on the banks of Kampa, who is the Mother of the three worlds and who is
the consort of Shiva, the enemy of Cupid.
who is the highest knowledge, in whose
heart resides the knowledge of the art of love, who is of dark blue complexion
as the emerald stone, who has subjugated the heart of Shiva by her playful
activities, who is away from darkness and at whose feet bow down the beauties
of the city of Indra . who has eyes like those of the deer, may that Kamakshi
lead (guide) me (on the right path)
sprouted young plant of spiritual knowledge in me. O Kamakshi! have mercy on me and drive away
this doe of Ego by the power of your glances.
capacity to remove dullness, fall on the
wise or the dull, from that moment how can Indra, the enemy of Namuchi, and
other celestials not bow down at their (i.e. those who are graced by your
glances) feet with palms pressed together above their head.
We visualise Kamakshi, the supreme effulgence, minute as the sprout of a grain , which makes the six chakras
(mystical centres) in the body blossom, which traverses the path of the sushumna
and becomes drenched in the nectarine flow from the mystic centre of the
thousand-petalled lotus at the top of the crown.
जम्भारातिप्रभृतिमुकुटीः पादयोः पीठयन्ती
the good fortune of the assembly of poets, shines on the banks of the
Kampa river making the crowns of Indra and other celestials (who bow down) her
foot-stool, making the compositions of poets as her play garden and producing flashes
of lightning by the lustre of the gems in her ornaments.
crescent moon on her head, who has a
beautiful face, who has playful ambulatory sidelong glances, whose smile is as
bright as the jasmine, who is slightly bent with the weight of her bosom, whose
tresses compete with the colour of honey-bees , who inflames the fire of love
in the enemy of Cupid (Shiva) and who is
like the wish-yielding creeper for the words of poets.
Kanchi. She excels the effulgence of
dark clouds by the radiance of her body.
She is the source from which everything auspicious comes. She is the wish-yielding creeper for poets
and is the dear companion of Shiva, the enemy of Cupid. She is also the destroyer of all evils.
the banks of Kampa river, excelling the darkness of clouds by its radiance, adopting the features of mountains on its
breasts, proclaiming enmity towards
lotuses by its eyes and sporting the crescent moon on its head.
beautiful dark blue complexion of the tapinjha flower, who is the fire
burning up the forest of dullness, who is the birth place of mercy, who is the
source of the sweet sounds of the cuckoo and embodiment of the love-lore of
Cupid, may that Kamakshi reveal herself before my eyes.
across the ocean of samsara for your devotees, the garland of blue lilies, playful and
delicate, of Cupid, adornment of Kanchi and black anjana to the eyes of
Pasupati. May the chain of your
beautiful glances slacken my sorrow.
lotuses ( they are more beautiful than the lotus) and they threaten the empire of Cupid (they are more powerful than
Cupid). O (Kamakshi)! you revel in
playful activities in Kanchi . May your sidelong glances which are bent on breaking the bonds of the
yogis who mediate upon you, grant us our desires.
clouds ( the dark eyes) ketaki flowers of bright white colour( teeth). It shows in the centre of lightning (face) the garland of the honey-bees( dark
eyes). It inspires the swans resting on lotuses in full bloom to make sweet
which is the adornment of Kanchi which
threatens the leaf buds by its softness, which grants the wishes of people who
have done punya (meritorious deeds), which is born of the mountain
(which is stable) not from the ocean but is always on the move (Goddess Lakshmi
born of the ocean)
of hair). Near that there are the red hibiscus
flowers (lips). Within those hibiscus flowers are jasmine buds (teeth). There is the sweet music of veena. All this magic is unveiled by Kamakshi , the
result of the waves of good deeds of of Shiva,
abiding in Kanchi.
expert in love-lore of Kamadeva (Cupid)
sports on the banks of Kampa with her sweet smile. For the chataka birds
she has created nests high above in the sky and provided food for them in the
region of the celestials.
by her sidelong glances which are liquid, from which flow a continuous stream of
compassion, which are wonderfully
playful, which are full of concern (for
all beings), which are ambulatory by
nature, which are like the petals of the lotus, which are beautiful and the
play house of Lakshmi and which are the essence of pure brightness.
worshipped by all the Vedas, who
gladdens the heart of those who bow down at hear feet, who abides in Kanchi and
whose liquid eyes flit around the garland of flowers on her body.
I bow down to the consort of Sankara who is beyond the reach of words, who
ferries celestials across the ocean of
sorrow, who is the sharp axe for the forest of poisonous trees of delusion and
attachment, who is fond of the banks of Kampa river and whose glorious story is
eulogized by poets.
naturally crooked and grants tor those who bow to her poetic brilliance and
genius without delay. She rains gold in
Kanchi and loves Shiva who adorns his matted locks with the crescent moon.
householder, whose sidelong glances display knowledge in the love-lore of Kamadeva,
because of whose favour Shiva who begs for alms (with a begging bowl of human
skull) is empowered as the Lord of all the three worlds, victory to that
effulgent benevolent power which abides on the banks of the Kampa river.