Having churned with the sap of sandalwood,
Who are You that came at this hour inauspicious?
Around Your clavicle is a necklace of three worlds,
Bearing a sweetness-dabbed implication.
Ever restless, adamantine,
Bound to statute, You are a heart-thief.
On Your face, a glow heavenly
Intoxicates the earth through both virtue and beauty.
Free from attribute but resounding rhythmically,
The singular Shiva, Master of everybody...
Never have You ceded defeat
To any devil's foolish audacity.
Who are You that came at this hour inauspicious?
Around Your clavicle is a necklace of three worlds,
Bearing a sweetness-dabbed implication.
Ever restless, adamantine,
Bound to statute, You are a heart-thief.
On Your face, a glow heavenly
Intoxicates the earth through both virtue and beauty.
Free from attribute but resounding rhythmically,
The singular Shiva, Master of everybody...
Never have You ceded defeat
To any devil's foolish audacity.
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Not only does He defeat demons, but He also uplifts them.
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