(slokas 76 to 101)
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.
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
देहि कामाक्षि कामं
remove my despicable lethargy arising out of the impurities (in my mind). Let
pure, sweet, captivating waves of words
exceeding the sweetness of nectar ensue from my mouth in a continuous stream like
the flow of the waters of the heavenly
follow the path of kausumi yoga, whose foot-stool is always cool by the
drops of flower-honey (from the flowers in the tresses of celestial damsels who
bow down at her feet), who is the crest-jewel of the upanishads and who has Kanchi as
her abode, fulfil my wishes.
meditative pose concentrating on the lotus feet of Ekamreshwara, the radiance from her gem-studded
ear-ornaments giving a red tinge around her ears, is performing tapas
to be the sole mother of the three worlds.
who excels the elephant by her slow graceful gait, whose bright smile crushes
the pride of mandara flowers, whose budding breasts resemble sprouts
from the tree of Kamadeva.
taken playfully as the consort of the three-eyed Shiva. as
Saraswati, as Matangi, as Mahishamardini, the slayer of Mahishasura and as the
who does good to every one, who dances in the hearts of saints, who abides in
the kutiraka (shelter) on
the beautiful banks of the Kampa river, who lives in the heart-cave of all
beings, who kills crooked knowledge, who rules over all beings and whose
compassion is overflowing, bestow on me abundant affluence ( or yogic powers).
are so ugly that they are eye-sore for people,
after receiving your glance for
the fraction of a second, exhibit sweetness of honey in their words, show indifference
to the wealth of Indra and, by their
body excite erotic sentiments in the
reveal Herself before my eyes in Kanchi?
She is the Highest tattwa of the nature of pure absolute
consciousness and full in Herself. She
makes the heart of Shiva, the destroyer of the triple cities, waver by her full
breasts pressing against her bodice.
Kanchipuri, who is the fountain of kindness, who protects all the worlds, who
is beyond the path of the mind, who is the darling of Shiva, the enemy of Cupid
and who is the repository of all good qualities, may that Goddess Kamakshi
reveal Herself before my eyes.
give in to wavering and do not suffer from the fear of samsara but steadfastly focus my mind on the worship of
the feet, tender as leaf buds, of Kamakshi who is the consort of Shiva, the enemy of
Cupid, and who revels in Kanchi.
poor, to him the devas become servants,
he surpasses Kamadeva in
the handsomeness of his body, the bosom of the most beautiful woman of the
three worlds is his sporting hill, his words are sweet-smelling and his age is
all illiterate people, by your glances
which are like the nectar of divine knowledge for the three worlds, which make
Shiva, the enemy of the triple cities, ecstatic so that hairs of his body stand
on end, which are skilled in removing the fear of samsara and which
banish all sorrows.
buds of kalaya flower, who is the source of all good things, who is weighed down by heavy breasts, who is
benevolent to poets and is full of mercy, may that (Kamakshi) reveal Herself
before my eyes.
Kanchi, which will not fade, which is
born of mountain (Himavan), which gladdens the heart of people and which adorns the left side of Lord Shiva. When will my heart become the casket for this
diamond (When shall I always remember (visualise) Kamakshi in my heart?)
हातु माहेश्वरी ॥९०॥
consciousness, who is drenched in the stream of nectar, who is the spirit
inside all this world, who is also outside and whom the saints always see
before their very eyes in Kanchi, always banish the ego from my heart.
चण्डिका त्वमिह देवि
त्वयि त्रिजगदम्ब किं
are Chamundika. You are the Divine Mother. You are also
Yogini. You are the consort of Shambhu. You are Kamakoti, the end of all
desires. You are Jaya and Vijaya. The three worlds abide in you. What else can
Parvati, you protect those who bow before you, you make the intellect and
imagination sharp and powerful, you are the supreme Ishwari and refuge
for the three worlds. You have three
eyes, you are the embodiment of three shaktis (creation, sustenance and
destruction). Have mercy and rest your
glances on me.
care of the moving and non-moving creation, who gladdens the hearts of the wise, whom the
vedas glorify, who is cooled by nectarine compassion and who strolls on the
banks of Kampa.
the crescent moon on her head, who is in
love with Maheshwara who has bewitched the worlds and is resplendent like the
sun, who shines in her resplendent beauty,
who is quick against enemies and whose stream of compassion is heavy for the good.
cosmos is created by you. It is by your kindness that these are protected. They are destroyed by you in the fire from
your eyes. Only you stay eternally in this world.
the movable and the immovable creation, which abides in the heart of all beings
as pure Consciousness, which manifests as the three modes of Prakruti and
as the Trinity of Brahma, Vishnu
and Shiva, which is the higher and the lower, which is the
ten directions and which is the night and day.
the lotus in sharat season by the beauty of her eyes, whose tresses
resemble dark clouds, O one whose form is beyond comprehension! kindly always
give a helping hand to me who is
ignorant and dull.
crescent moon as adornment. Prostrations to you who removes all ills and who
resides on the banks of Kampa.
Prostrations to you who is sought after by all the vedas and who is
eternal. Prostrations to you who cuts
asunder all bonds and who is parashivamayee ( the very embodiment of sadashiva)
is consort of Shiva the enemy of Tripura, who likes to sport in Kanchipura, bind my
heart, which is like a wicked elephant which runs in the dense forest of
ignorance, by the chain of her sidelong
glances to the tree of supreme knowledge
make a sweet tinkling sound, who nods her head in appreciation of the sweet
notes of the diamond Veena of kanchi,
who abides on the banks of Kampa, who is the ocean of mercy, who is dark as the
cloud, whose breasts are firm, whose eyes are like the doe’s and who is the
witness to the dance of Shiva as Nataraja.
source of bliss of those treading the spiritual path, who is the repository of soft and beautiful qualities, who abides in the
garden of kadmba trees, whose actions and exploits are praised by the
saints and who deludes and keeps under her spell countless universes, protect