Gaudavaho

Author(s): Vakpatiraj, Narhari Govind Suru, P L Vaidya, A N Upadhye, H C Bhayani
Publisher: Prakrit Text Society Ahmedabad

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Praise of the Vindhya Goddess
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310. “The stone-slabs (of the pavement) here, with their inside reflections of the red banners, are licked by female jackals under the mistaken fancy of the flow of blood from the easily available (animal) offerings.”
311. “The reflected images of the various creatures ( at your feet) in front of you drink in, as it were, the saffron paint washed down from your forehead in the act of worship-bath, expecting the gratification of drinking blood.'
312. “ (Even) in the state of sleep your form cannot be observed even by gods, the functioning of their eyes being impaired by the closure of their eyes, dazzled by their having direct vision of you ( in the wakeful state ) ”.
313. “How indeed, could you have, O Ascetic Goddess, (practising penance to change your complexion from black to white ) cultivated regard for the restraint of breath (exhaled and inhaled ), with your sighs increasing ( beyond normal proportion) at the time God Siva (insulting you) turned away from you (calling you a black woman)?”
314. “The sighs of Siva, produced by your graceful movements of dalliance, are now heated and tormenting (samtāvino ) on account of a feeling of repentance for burning the God of Love, looking as if they (sighs) have drawn (in themselves ) the fire from His eye on the forehead.”
315. “The breezes, ever blowing at night-falls, fluttering the ever-burning lamps in the conclaves of the perfected devotees, give comfort by the happy fragrance of incense at your festivals (īt sava).
316. “Flashing in the form of lightning on the edge of a mass (kūdakodi) of watery clouds, you look charming (like your own self ) flushed red with anger, while overpowering the Buffalo (Demon )."
317. “ You cause a flutter (of fear ) by means of typhoons (vūudumdū:), as if with evil goblins, keeping the whole court-yard awake ( during night ), dusty and hairy, as they become, when they grab ( in their virulence ) heaps of hair offered (to you) by people.”
318. “The dimmed rows of lamps in the deep interior of the hall, O Goddess, reel and falter, as if blinded by the darkness of the hair of offered heads.”