ಮೂಕಪಂಚಶತೀ (ಮೂಕಕವಿ ಪ್ರಣೀತಾ)
ಪಾದಾರವಿಂದಶತಕಂ
(slokas ೫೧ to ೭೫)
Mooka Panchashati is a 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 ೧೦೦ verses. The Satakams are Arya Satakam, Padaravinda Satakam, Stuti Satakam, Kataksha Satakam and Mandasmita Satakam.
Goddess Kamakshi is 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.
The translation into 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.
ಅವಿಶ್ರಾಂತಂ ತಿಷ್ಠನ್ನಕೃತಕವಚಃ ಕಂದರಪುಟೀ-
ಕುಟೀರಾಂತಃ ಪ್ರೌಢಾಂ ನಖರುಚಿಸಟಾಲೀಂ ಪ್ರಕಟಯನ್ |
ಪ್ರಚಂಡಂ ಖಂಡತ್ವಂ ನಯತು ಮಮ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ತರಸಾ
ತಮೋವೇತಂಡೇಂದ್ರಂ ತವ ಚರಣಕಂಠೀರವಪತಿಃ || ೫೧||
O Kamakshi ! Let your lotus feet, like the king of lions, standing guard without rest and without armour, at the entrance of my heart-cave and proudly displaying its main which are the bright light rays emanating from your toe nails, quickly put an end to the elephant of darkness (ignorance) in my heart.
ಪುರಸ್ತಾತ್ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಪ್ರಚುರರಸಮಾಖಂಡಲಪುರೀ-
ಪುರಂಧ್ರೀಣಾಂ ಲಾಸ್ಯಂ ತವ ಲಲಿತಮಾಲೋಕ್ಯ ಶನಕೈಃ|
ನಖಶ್ರೀಭಿಃ ಸ್ಮೇರಾ ಬಹು ವಿತನುತೇ ನೂಪುರರವೈ-
ಶ್ಚಮತ್ಕೃತ್ಯಾ ಶಂಕೇ ಚರಣಯುಗಲೀ ಚಾಟುರಚನಾಃ || ೫೨||
O Kmakshi! the damsels of heaven enact before you a dance drama full of fine sentiments. After witnessing the dance your lotus feet seem to smile with the bright white radiance from your toe nails and the tinkling sound of the anklets seem to speak words of appreciation for the dance performance.
ಸರೋಜಂ ನಿಂದಂತೀ ನಖಕಿರಣ್ಕರ್ಪೂರಶಿಶಿರಾ
ನಿಷಿಕ್ತಾ ಮಾರಾರೇರ್ಮುಕುಟಶಶಿರೇಖಾಹಿಮಜಲೈಃ|
ಸ್ಫುರಂತೀ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಸ್ಫುಟರುಚಿಮಯೇ ಪಲ್ಲವಚಯೇ
ತವಾಧತ್ತೇ ಮೈತ್ರೀಂ ಪಥಿಕಸದೃಶಾ ಪಾದಯುಗಲೀ || ೫೩||
O Kamakshi! your feet are more beautiful than the lotus. They are cooled by the bright white radiance from the toe-nails which resemble karpur (camphor). They are also
sprinkled with the ice water from the crescent moon on the head of Shiva (who bows down at your feet). They make friends with blossoms of bright red tender leaves (leaf buds) as a fellow-traveller ( Your lotus feet resemble a blossom of tender leaves with their red colour)
ನತಾನಾಂ ಸಂಪತ್ತೇರನವರತಮಾಕರ್ಷಣಜಪಃ
ಪ್ರರೋಹತ್ಸಂಸಾರಪ್ರಸರಗರಿಮಸ್ತಂಭನಜಪಃ|
ತ್ವದೀಯಃ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಸ್ಮರಹರಮನೋಮೋಹನಜಪಃ
ಪಟೀಯಾನ್ನಃ ಪಾಯಾತ್ಪದನಲಿನಮಂಜೀರನಿನದಃ || ೫೪||
O Kamakshi! May the tinkling of the anklets of your lotus feet protect us. Those sounds from the anklets are the chants (japa) for always attracting wealth for those who prostrate before your lotus feet. They are chants (japa) for stopping the onslaught of samasara which spreads and gains weight. They are also chants (japa) for captivating the heart of Shiva (who burnt Kama, Cupid)
ವಿತನ್ವೀಥಾ ನಾಥೇ ಮಮ ಶಿರಸಿ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಕೃಪಯಾ
ಪದಾಂಭೋಜನ್ಯಾಸಂ ಪಶುಪರಿಬೃಢಪ್ರಾಣದಯಿತೇ |
ಪಿಬಂತೋ ಯನ್ಮುದ್ರಾಂ ಪ್ರಕಟಮುಪಕಂಪಾಪರಿಸರಂ
ದೃಶಾ ನಾನಂದ್ಯಂತೇ ನಲಿನಭವನಾರಾಯಣಮುಖಾಃ || ೫೫||
O Kamakshi! darling of Pasupati! kindly place your lotus feet on my head. The impressions of those lotus feet visible around the banks of Kampa are absorbed by the eyes of Brahma, Vishnu and others and give them supreme bliss.
ಪ್ರಣಾಮೋದ್ಯದ್ವೃಂದಾರಕಮುಕುಟಮಂದಾರಕಲಿಕಾ
ವಿಲೋಲಲ್ಲೋಲಂಬಪ್ರಕರಮಯಧೂಮಪ್ರಚುರಿಮಾ|
ಪ್ರದೀಪ್ತಃ ಪಾದಾಬ್ಜದ್ಯುತಿವಿತತಿಪಾಟಲ್ಯಲಹರೀ-
ಕೃಶಾನುಃ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷ್ಯಾ ಮಮ ದಹತು ಸಂಸಾರವಿಪಿನಂ || ೫೬||
The bright red radiance from the lotus feet of Kamakshi, as it were, is fire. The swarm of bees flitting around the mandara flowers on the crowns of celestials bowing down before her feet give the impression of smoke (because of their dark colour). May that fire of the lotus feet of Kamakshi burn up the forest of my samsara.
ವಲಕ್ಷಶ್ರೀರೃಕ್ಷಾಧಿಪಶಿಶುಸದೃಶಾ ತವ ನಖೈ-
ರ್ಜಿಘೃಕ್ಷುರ್ದಕ್ಷತ್ವಂ ಸರಸಿರುಹಭಿಕ್ಷುತ್ವಕರಣೇ|
ಕ್ಷಣಾನ್ಮೇ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಕ್ಷಪಿತಭವಸಂಕ್ಷೋಭಗರಿಮಾ
ವಚೋವೈಚಕ್ಷಣ್ಯಂ ಚರಣ್ಯುಗಲೀ ಪಕ್ಷ್ಮಲಯತಾಂ || ೫೭||
O Kamakshi! the radiance of your forehead which resembles the crescent moon wants to snatch from your toe nails the capacity to make the lotuses close (because of the moonlight-like radiance of the toe nails). May your lotus feet which have the power to calm the anger of Lord Shiva grant me eloquence and effectiveness in speech.
ಸಮಂತಾತ್ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಕ್ಷತತಿಮಿರಸಂತಾನಸುಭಗಾ-
ನನಂತಾಭಿರ್ಭಾಭಿರ್ದಿನಮನು ದಿಗಂತಾನ್ವಿರಚಯನ್|
ಅಹಂತಾಯಾ ಹಂತಾ ಮಮ ಜಡಿಮದಂತಾವಲರಿಪು
ರ್ವಿಭಿಂತಾಂ ಸಂತಾಪಂ ತವ ಚರಣಚಿಂತಾಮಣಿರಸೌ || ೫೮||
May the Chintamani (wish-yielding gemstone) of your lotus feet destroy my sorrows; the Chintamani which dispels the darkness, radiates its brilliance in all directions, kills my ego and removes my dullness.
ದಧಾನೋ ಭಾಸ್ವತ್ತಾಮಮೃತನಿಲಯೋ ಲೋಹಿತವಪು-
ರ್ವಿನಮ್ರಾಣಾಂ ಸೌಮ್ಯೋ ಗುರುರಪಿ ಕವಿತ್ವಂ ಚ ಕಲಯನ್|
ಗತೌ ಮಂದೋ ಗಂಗಾಧರಮಹಿಷಿ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಭಜತಾಂ
ತಮಃಕೇತುರ್ಮಾತಸ್ತವ ಚರಣಪದ್ಮೋ ವಿಜಯತೇ|| ೫೯||
O Mother Kamakshi! consort of Shiva! Victory to your lotus feet which is brilliant (as the Sun), which is the seat of nectar (as the Moon), which is of red colour (as Mars), which is soft and friendly to those who bow before it (also Budha), which is Guru ( also Jupiter) and kavi (poet) ( also Venus), which moves slowly (as Saturn), which is the destoryer of ignorance (also Rahu and Ketu).
[The poet has used words with two meanings to bring out sleshalankara a figure of speech]
ನಯಂತೀಂ ದಾಸತ್ವಂ ನಲಿನಭವಮುಖ್ಯಾನಸುಲಭ-
ಪ್ರದಾನಾದ್ದೀನಾನಾಮಮರತರುಸೌಭಾಗ್ಯಜನನೀಂ|
ಜಗಜ್ಜನ್ಮಕ್ಷೇಮಕ್ಷಯವಿಧಿಷು ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಪದಯೋ-
ರ್ಧುರೀಣಾಮೀಷ್ಟೇ ಕಸ್ತವ ಭಣಿತುಮಾಹೋಪುರುಷಿಕಾಂ || ೬೦||
O Kamaksh! Your lotus feet make Brahma and others Your servants. For those who are in misery they shower riches like the wish-yielding tree. They create, sustain and destroy worlds. Who can adequately describe your power and pride in all these activities ?
ಜನೋಽಯಂ ಸಂತಪ್ತೋ ಜನನಿ ಭವಚಂಡಾಂಶುಕಿರಣೈ-
ರಲಬ್ಧ್ವೈಕಂ ಶೀತಂ ಕಣಮಪಿ ಪರಜ್ಞಾನಪಯಸಃ|
ತಮೋಮಾರ್ಗೇ ಪಾಂಥಸ್ತವ ಝಟಿತಿ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಶಿಶಿರಾಂ
ಪದಾಂಭೋಜಚ್ಛಾಯಾಂ ಪರಮಶಿವಜಾಯೇ ಮೃಗಯತೇ || ೬೧||
O Mother Kamakshi! I am being tormented by the scorching rays of the Sun of this samsara but I am not getting an iota of the coolness of the milk of spiritual (higher) Knowledge. I am a traveller on this path of darkness and O consort of Paramashiva!, I urgently seek the cool shade of your lotus feet.
ಜಯತ್ಯಂಬ ಶ್ರೀಮನ್ನಖಕಿರಣಚೀನಾಂಶುಕಮಯಂ
ವಿತಾನಂ ಬಿಭ್ರಾಣೇ ಸುರಮಕುಟಸಂಘಟ್ಟಮಸೃಣೇ|
ನಿಜಾರುಣ್ಯಕ್ಷೌಮಾಸ್ತರಣವತಿ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಸುಲಭಾ
ಬುಧೈಃ ಸಂವಿನ್ನಾರೀ ತವ ಚರಣಮಾಣಿಕ್ಯಭವನೇ || ೬೨||
O Kamakshi! the damsel of True Knowledge is easily accessed by the wise in the gem-house of your lotus feet which has the canopy of the radiance from the toe-nails which resembles Chinese silk which is made more smooth by brushing against the crowns of the celestials (who bow down at your feet) and which has the bedspread of the red radiance of your lotus feet.
ಪ್ರತೀಮಃ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಸ್ಫುರಿತತರುಣಾದಿತ್ಯಕಿರಣ-
ಶ್ರಿಯೋ ಮೂಲದ್ರವ್ಯಂ ತವ ಚರಣಮದ್ರೀಂದ್ರತನಯೇ|
ಸುರೇಂದ್ರಾಶಾಮಾಪೂರಯತಿ ಯದಸೌ ಧ್ವಾಂತಮಖಿಲಂ
ಧುನೀತೇ ದಿಗ್ಭಾಗಾನಪಿ ಚ ಮಹಸಾ ಪಾಟಲಯತೇ || ೬೩||
O Kamakshi! daughter of Himavan! we meditate on your lotus feet which is the source of the radiance of the rising sun, which fulfils the wishes of Indra, which dispels all darkness and inundates all quarters by the radiance of red effulgence.
ಮಹಾಭಾಷ್ಯವ್ಯಾಖ್ಯಾಪಟುಶಯನಮಾರೋಪಯತಿ ವಾ
ಸ್ಮರವ್ಯಾಪಾರೇರ್ಷ್ಯಾಪಿಶುನನಿಟಿಲಂ ಕಾರಯತಿ ವಾ
ದ್ವಿರೇಫಾಣಾಮಧ್ಯಾಸಯತಿ ಸತತಂ ವಾಧಿವಸತಿಂ
ಪ್ರಣಮ್ರಾನ್ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷ್ಯಾ: ಪದನಲಿನಮಾಹಾತ್ಮ್ಯಗರಿಮಾ || ೬೪||
The greatness of Kamakshi’s lotus feet makes those who prostrate before them a great scholar who can write the Mahabhashya or who, like Lord Shiva, can burn Kama or who occupies the abode of the devas.
ವಿವೇಕಾಂಭಃ ಸ್ರೋತಃ ಸ್ನಪನಪರಿಪಾಟೀಶಿಶಿರಿತೇ
ಸಮೀಭೂತೇ ಶಾಸ್ತ್ರಸ್ಮರಣಹಲಸಂಕರ್ಷಣವಶಾತ್|
ಸತಾಂ ಚೇತಃ ಕ್ಷೇತ್ರೇ ವಪತಿ ತವ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಚರಣೌ
ಮಹಾಸಂವಿತ್ಸಸ್ಯಪ್ರಕರವರಬೀಜಂ ಗಿರಿಸುತೇ || ೬೫||
O kamakshi! daughter of Himavan! your lotus feet sow the seeds of True Knowledge in the heart-field of sages which have been cooled by bathing in the fountain of discrimination and which have been levelled by the plough of contemplating the sastras.
ದಧಾನೋ ಮಂದಾರಸ್ತಬಕಪರಿಪಾಟೀಂ ನಖರುಚಾ
ವಹಂದೀಪ್ತಾಂ ಶೋಣಾಂಗುಲಿಪಟಲಚಾಂಪೇಯಕಲಿಕಾಂ |
ಅಶೋಕೋಲ್ಲಾಸಂ ನಃ ಪ್ರಚುರಯತು ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಚರಣೋ-
ರ್ವಿಕಾಸೀ ವಾಸಂತಃ ಸಮಯ ಇವ ತೇ ಶರ್ವದಯಿತೇ || ೬೬||
O Kamakshi! the brightness of your toe nails resembles a cluster of jasmine flowers. The toes of your lotus feet with their bright reddish tinge resemble buds of champa flower. The soles of your feet spread the joy of ashoka flowers. O Consort of Shiva ! it looks as if your feet are the spring season.
ನಖಾಂಶುಪ್ರಾಚುರ್ಯಪ್ರಸೃಮರಮರಾಲೀಧವಲಿತಃ
ಸ್ಫುರನ್ಮಂಜೀರೋದ್ಯನ್ಮರಕತಮಹಃಶೈವಲಯುತಃ|
ಭವತ್ಯಾಃ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಸ್ಫುಟಚರಣಪಾಟಲ್ಯಕಪಟೋ
ನದಃ ಶೊಣಾಭಿಖ್ಯೋ ನಗಪತಿತನೂಜೇ ವಿಜಯತೇ || ೬೭||
O Kamakshi! Daughter of Himavan! Victory to the red radiance of your feet which is like the river Shona. The brilliant white radiance from your nails are like swans floating on the river and the dark green of your anklets is like moss.
ಧುನಾನಾಂ ಪಂಕೌಘಂ ಪರಮಸುಲಭಂ ಕಂಟಕಕುಲೈ-
ರ್ವಿಕಾಸವ್ಯಾಸಂಗಂ ವಿದಧದಪರಾಧೀನಮನಿಶಂ|
ನಖೇಂದುಜ್ಯೋತ್ಸ್ನಾಭಿರ್ವಿಶದರುಚಿ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ನಿತರಾ-
ಮಸಾಮಾನ್ಯಂ ಮನ್ಯೇ ಸರಸಿಜಮಿದಂ ತೇ ಪದಯುಗಂ || ೬೮||
O Kamakshi! your lotus feet wash away sins, not easy of access for enemies, attached to blossoming, always make (devotees) free, of white hue because of the moonlight from the toe nail-moons. I think that your lotus feet are very unusual, uncommon type of lotus flowers.
ಕರೀಂದ್ರಾಯ ದ್ರುಹ್ಯತ್ಯಲಸಗತಿಲೀಲಾಸು ವಿಮಲೈಃ
ಪಯೋಜೈರ್ಮಾತ್ಸರ್ಯಂ ಪ್ರಕಟಯತಿ ಕಾಮಂ ಕಲಯತೇ|
ಪದಾಂಭೋಜದ್ವಂದ್ವಂ ತವ ತದಪಿ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಹೃದಯಂ
ಮುನೀನಾಂ ಶಾಂತಾನಾಂ ಕಥಮನಿಶಮಸ್ಮೈ ಸ್ಪೃಹಯತೇ || ೬೯||
O Kamakshi! your lotus feet hurts (defeats) the elephant by lazy playful gait and they display jealousy for the lotus (because they are also soft and bright red). (With such negative traits in their character) how is it the hearts of the peaceful sages are so desirous of your lotus feet?
ನಿರಸ್ತಾ ಶೋಣಿಮ್ನಾ ಚರಣಕಿರಣಾನಾಂ ತವ ಶಿವೇ
ಸಮಿಂಧಾನಾ ಸಂಧ್ಯಾರುಚಿರಚಲರಾಜನ್ಯತನಯೇ|
ಅಸಾಮರ್ಥ್ಯಾದೇನಂ ಪರಿಭವಿತುಮೇತತ್ಸಮರುಚಾಂ
ಸರೋಜಾನಾಂ ಜಾನೇ ಮುಕುಲಯತಿ ಶೋಭಾಂ ಪ್ರತಿದಿನಂ || ೭೦||
O Daughter of Himavan! the bright red radiance from your lotus feet excels the bright red colour of the evening twilight (ಸಂಧ್ಯಾ). Since it is unable to retaliate it (twilight, ಸಂಧ್ಯಾ ) makes the lotus, which is as red and as soft as your lotus feet, close during the evening twilight .
ಉಪಾದಿಕ್ಷದ್ದಾಕ್ಷ್ಯಂ ತವ ಚರಣನಾಮಾ ಗುರುರಸೌ
ಮರಾಲಾನಾಂ ಶಂಕೇ ಮಸೃಣಗತಿಲಾಲಿತ್ಯಸರಣೌ |
ಅತಸ್ತೇ ನಿಸ್ತಂದ್ರಂ ನಿಯತಮಮುನಾ ಸಖ್ಯಪದವೀಂ
ಪ್ರಪನ್ನಂ ಪಾಥೋಜಂ ಪ್ರತಿ ದಧತಿ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಕುತುಕಂ || ೭೧||
It appears that your lotus feet, as the guru, advised the swan about walking smoothly with delicate steps. Therefore the swan got interested in the lotus which made friends with it, because the soft and delicate lotus was perfect for the swan to walk with soft and delicate steps.
ದಧಾನೈಃ ಸಂಸರ್ಗಂ ಪ್ರಕೃತಿಮಲಿನೈಃ ಷಟ್ಪದಕುಲೈ-
ರ್ದ್ವಿಜಾಧೀಶಶ್ಲಾಘಾವಿಧಿಷು ವಿದಧದ್ಭಿರ್ಮುಕುಲತಾಂ |
ರಜೋಮಿಶ್ರೈಃ ಪದ್ಮೈರ್ನಿಯತಮಪಿ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಪದಯೋ-
ರ್ವಿರೋಧಸ್ತೇ ಯುಕ್ತೋ ವಿಷಮಶರವೈರಿಪ್ರಿಯತಮೇ || ೭೨||
O Kamakshi! Consort of the Enemy of Cupid! The enmity of your feet to the lotus flowers is only proper because they are always in contact with honey-bees which are naturally dirty, they close their petals when the moon rises and they are full of rajas (dust, pollen)
ಕವಿತ್ವಶ್ರೀಮಿಶ್ರೀಕರಣನಿಪುಣೌ ರಕ್ಷಣಚಣೌ
ವಿಪನ್ನಾನಾಂ ಶ್ರೀಮನ್ನಲಿನಮಸೃಣೌ ಶೋಣಕಿರಣೌ|
ಮುನೀಂದ್ರಾಣಾಮಂತಃಕರಣಶರಣೌ ಮಂದಸರಣೌ
ಮನೋಜ್ಞೌ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷ್ಯಾ ದುರಿತಹರಣೌ ನೌಮಿ ಚರಣೌ|| ೭೩||
I bow before the Kamakshi’s lotus feet which bestow the skill to compose beautiful poems, which are good at protecting those who are in distress, which are beautiful and soft as the lotus, which radiate red colour, which abide in the hearts of sages, which have a slow graceful gait, which captivate the heart and which destroy all sins and miseries.
ಪರಸ್ಮಾತ್ಸರ್ವಸ್ಮಾದಪಿ ಚ ಪರಯೋರ್ಮುಕ್ತಿಕರಯೋ-
ರ್ನಖಶ್ರೀಷು ಜ್ಯೋತ್ಸ್ನಾಕುಲಿತತಲಯೋಸ್ತಾಮ್ರತಲಯೋಃ|
ನಿಲೀಯೇ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷ್ಯಾ಼ ನಿಗಮನುತಯೋರ್ನಾಕಿನತಯೋ-
ರ್ನಿರಸ್ತಪ್ರೋನ್ಮೀಲನ್ನಲಿನಮದಯೋರೇವ ಪದಯೋಃ || ೭೪||
My heart dissolves in the feet of Kamakshi which deflate the pride of lotuses in full bloom, which are higher than all those which are capable of giving mukti (liberation from the cycle of births and deaths), the radiance of whose nails excel the beauty of moonlight, the soles of which are of pink colour, which are praised by the Vedas and to which the celestials offer prostrations.
ಸ್ವಭಾವಾದನ್ಯೋನ್ಯಂ ಕಿಸಲಯಮಪೀದಂ ತವ ಪದಂ
ಮ್ರದಿಮ್ನಾ ಶೋಣಿಮ್ನಾ ಭಗವತಿ ದಧಾತೇ ಸದೃಶತಾಂ|
ವನೇ ಪೂರ್ವಸ್ಯೇಚ್ಛಾ ಸತತಮವನೇ ಕಿಂ ತು ಜಗತಾಂ
ಪರಸ್ಯೇತ್ಥಂ ಭೇದಃ ಸ್ಫುರತಿ ಹೃದಿ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಸುಧಿಯಾಂ || ೭೫||
O Kamakshi! there is this natural similarity between tender leaf buds and your lotus feet; both are soft and of pink colour. But to the wise there appears to be a difference. The former’s desire is in the forest (ವನೇ) the latter’s desire is in protecting (ಅವನೇ) the worlds always. [In Sanskrit ‘ಅ’ is prefixed to a word to derive its opposite. Thus ’ವನೇ’ is the opposite of ‘ವನೇ’]
ಪಾದಾರವಿಂದಶತಕಂ
(slokas ೫೧ to ೭೫)
Mooka Panchashati is a 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 ೧೦೦ verses. The Satakams are Arya Satakam, Padaravinda Satakam, Stuti Satakam, Kataksha Satakam and Mandasmita Satakam.
Goddess Kamakshi is 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.
The translation into 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.
ಅವಿಶ್ರಾಂತಂ ತಿಷ್ಠನ್ನಕೃತಕವಚಃ ಕಂದರಪುಟೀ-
ಕುಟೀರಾಂತಃ ಪ್ರೌಢಾಂ ನಖರುಚಿಸಟಾಲೀಂ ಪ್ರಕಟಯನ್ |
ಪ್ರಚಂಡಂ ಖಂಡತ್ವಂ ನಯತು ಮಮ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ತರಸಾ
ತಮೋವೇತಂಡೇಂದ್ರಂ ತವ ಚರಣಕಂಠೀರವಪತಿಃ || ೫೧||
O Kamakshi ! Let your lotus feet, like the king of lions, standing guard without rest and without armour, at the entrance of my heart-cave and proudly displaying its main which are the bright light rays emanating from your toe nails, quickly put an end to the elephant of darkness (ignorance) in my heart.
ಪುರಸ್ತಾತ್ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಪ್ರಚುರರಸಮಾಖಂಡಲಪುರೀ-
ಪುರಂಧ್ರೀಣಾಂ ಲಾಸ್ಯಂ ತವ ಲಲಿತಮಾಲೋಕ್ಯ ಶನಕೈಃ|
ನಖಶ್ರೀಭಿಃ ಸ್ಮೇರಾ ಬಹು ವಿತನುತೇ ನೂಪುರರವೈ-
ಶ್ಚಮತ್ಕೃತ್ಯಾ ಶಂಕೇ ಚರಣಯುಗಲೀ ಚಾಟುರಚನಾಃ || ೫೨||
O Kmakshi! the damsels of heaven enact before you a dance drama full of fine sentiments. After witnessing the dance your lotus feet seem to smile with the bright white radiance from your toe nails and the tinkling sound of the anklets seem to speak words of appreciation for the dance performance.
ಸರೋಜಂ ನಿಂದಂತೀ ನಖಕಿರಣ್ಕರ್ಪೂರಶಿಶಿರಾ
ನಿಷಿಕ್ತಾ ಮಾರಾರೇರ್ಮುಕುಟಶಶಿರೇಖಾಹಿಮಜಲೈಃ|
ಸ್ಫುರಂತೀ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಸ್ಫುಟರುಚಿಮಯೇ ಪಲ್ಲವಚಯೇ
ತವಾಧತ್ತೇ ಮೈತ್ರೀಂ ಪಥಿಕಸದೃಶಾ ಪಾದಯುಗಲೀ || ೫೩||
O Kamakshi! your feet are more beautiful than the lotus. They are cooled by the bright white radiance from the toe-nails which resemble karpur (camphor). They are also
sprinkled with the ice water from the crescent moon on the head of Shiva (who bows down at your feet). They make friends with blossoms of bright red tender leaves (leaf buds) as a fellow-traveller ( Your lotus feet resemble a blossom of tender leaves with their red colour)
ನತಾನಾಂ ಸಂಪತ್ತೇರನವರತಮಾಕರ್ಷಣಜಪಃ
ಪ್ರರೋಹತ್ಸಂಸಾರಪ್ರಸರಗರಿಮಸ್ತಂಭನಜಪಃ|
ತ್ವದೀಯಃ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಸ್ಮರಹರಮನೋಮೋಹನಜಪಃ
ಪಟೀಯಾನ್ನಃ ಪಾಯಾತ್ಪದನಲಿನಮಂಜೀರನಿನದಃ || ೫೪||
O Kamakshi! May the tinkling of the anklets of your lotus feet protect us. Those sounds from the anklets are the chants (japa) for always attracting wealth for those who prostrate before your lotus feet. They are chants (japa) for stopping the onslaught of samasara which spreads and gains weight. They are also chants (japa) for captivating the heart of Shiva (who burnt Kama, Cupid)
ವಿತನ್ವೀಥಾ ನಾಥೇ ಮಮ ಶಿರಸಿ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಕೃಪಯಾ
ಪದಾಂಭೋಜನ್ಯಾಸಂ ಪಶುಪರಿಬೃಢಪ್ರಾಣದಯಿತೇ |
ಪಿಬಂತೋ ಯನ್ಮುದ್ರಾಂ ಪ್ರಕಟಮುಪಕಂಪಾಪರಿಸರಂ
ದೃಶಾ ನಾನಂದ್ಯಂತೇ ನಲಿನಭವನಾರಾಯಣಮುಖಾಃ || ೫೫||
O Kamakshi! darling of Pasupati! kindly place your lotus feet on my head. The impressions of those lotus feet visible around the banks of Kampa are absorbed by the eyes of Brahma, Vishnu and others and give them supreme bliss.
ಪ್ರಣಾಮೋದ್ಯದ್ವೃಂದಾರಕಮುಕುಟಮಂದಾರಕಲಿಕಾ
ವಿಲೋಲಲ್ಲೋಲಂಬಪ್ರಕರಮಯಧೂಮಪ್ರಚುರಿಮಾ|
ಪ್ರದೀಪ್ತಃ ಪಾದಾಬ್ಜದ್ಯುತಿವಿತತಿಪಾಟಲ್ಯಲಹರೀ-
ಕೃಶಾನುಃ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷ್ಯಾ ಮಮ ದಹತು ಸಂಸಾರವಿಪಿನಂ || ೫೬||
The bright red radiance from the lotus feet of Kamakshi, as it were, is fire. The swarm of bees flitting around the mandara flowers on the crowns of celestials bowing down before her feet give the impression of smoke (because of their dark colour). May that fire of the lotus feet of Kamakshi burn up the forest of my samsara.
ವಲಕ್ಷಶ್ರೀರೃಕ್ಷಾಧಿಪಶಿಶುಸದೃಶಾ ತವ ನಖೈ-
ರ್ಜಿಘೃಕ್ಷುರ್ದಕ್ಷತ್ವಂ ಸರಸಿರುಹಭಿಕ್ಷುತ್ವಕರಣೇ|
ಕ್ಷಣಾನ್ಮೇ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಕ್ಷಪಿತಭವಸಂಕ್ಷೋಭಗರಿಮಾ
ವಚೋವೈಚಕ್ಷಣ್ಯಂ ಚರಣ್ಯುಗಲೀ ಪಕ್ಷ್ಮಲಯತಾಂ || ೫೭||
O Kamakshi! the radiance of your forehead which resembles the crescent moon wants to snatch from your toe nails the capacity to make the lotuses close (because of the moonlight-like radiance of the toe nails). May your lotus feet which have the power to calm the anger of Lord Shiva grant me eloquence and effectiveness in speech.
ಸಮಂತಾತ್ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಕ್ಷತತಿಮಿರಸಂತಾನಸುಭಗಾ-
ನನಂತಾಭಿರ್ಭಾಭಿರ್ದಿನಮನು ದಿಗಂತಾನ್ವಿರಚಯನ್|
ಅಹಂತಾಯಾ ಹಂತಾ ಮಮ ಜಡಿಮದಂತಾವಲರಿಪು
ರ್ವಿಭಿಂತಾಂ ಸಂತಾಪಂ ತವ ಚರಣಚಿಂತಾಮಣಿರಸೌ || ೫೮||
May the Chintamani (wish-yielding gemstone) of your lotus feet destroy my sorrows; the Chintamani which dispels the darkness, radiates its brilliance in all directions, kills my ego and removes my dullness.
ದಧಾನೋ ಭಾಸ್ವತ್ತಾಮಮೃತನಿಲಯೋ ಲೋಹಿತವಪು-
ರ್ವಿನಮ್ರಾಣಾಂ ಸೌಮ್ಯೋ ಗುರುರಪಿ ಕವಿತ್ವಂ ಚ ಕಲಯನ್|
ಗತೌ ಮಂದೋ ಗಂಗಾಧರಮಹಿಷಿ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಭಜತಾಂ
ತಮಃಕೇತುರ್ಮಾತಸ್ತವ ಚರಣಪದ್ಮೋ ವಿಜಯತೇ|| ೫೯||
O Mother Kamakshi! consort of Shiva! Victory to your lotus feet which is brilliant (as the Sun), which is the seat of nectar (as the Moon), which is of red colour (as Mars), which is soft and friendly to those who bow before it (also Budha), which is Guru ( also Jupiter) and kavi (poet) ( also Venus), which moves slowly (as Saturn), which is the destoryer of ignorance (also Rahu and Ketu).
[The poet has used words with two meanings to bring out sleshalankara a figure of speech]
ನಯಂತೀಂ ದಾಸತ್ವಂ ನಲಿನಭವಮುಖ್ಯಾನಸುಲಭ-
ಪ್ರದಾನಾದ್ದೀನಾನಾಮಮರತರುಸೌಭಾಗ್ಯಜನನೀಂ|
ಜಗಜ್ಜನ್ಮಕ್ಷೇಮಕ್ಷಯವಿಧಿಷು ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಪದಯೋ-
ರ್ಧುರೀಣಾಮೀಷ್ಟೇ ಕಸ್ತವ ಭಣಿತುಮಾಹೋಪುರುಷಿಕಾಂ || ೬೦||
O Kamaksh! Your lotus feet make Brahma and others Your servants. For those who are in misery they shower riches like the wish-yielding tree. They create, sustain and destroy worlds. Who can adequately describe your power and pride in all these activities ?
ಜನೋಽಯಂ ಸಂತಪ್ತೋ ಜನನಿ ಭವಚಂಡಾಂಶುಕಿರಣೈ-
ರಲಬ್ಧ್ವೈಕಂ ಶೀತಂ ಕಣಮಪಿ ಪರಜ್ಞಾನಪಯಸಃ|
ತಮೋಮಾರ್ಗೇ ಪಾಂಥಸ್ತವ ಝಟಿತಿ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಶಿಶಿರಾಂ
ಪದಾಂಭೋಜಚ್ಛಾಯಾಂ ಪರಮಶಿವಜಾಯೇ ಮೃಗಯತೇ || ೬೧||
O Mother Kamakshi! I am being tormented by the scorching rays of the Sun of this samsara but I am not getting an iota of the coolness of the milk of spiritual (higher) Knowledge. I am a traveller on this path of darkness and O consort of Paramashiva!, I urgently seek the cool shade of your lotus feet.
ಜಯತ್ಯಂಬ ಶ್ರೀಮನ್ನಖಕಿರಣಚೀನಾಂಶುಕಮಯಂ
ವಿತಾನಂ ಬಿಭ್ರಾಣೇ ಸುರಮಕುಟಸಂಘಟ್ಟಮಸೃಣೇ|
ನಿಜಾರುಣ್ಯಕ್ಷೌಮಾಸ್ತರಣವತಿ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಸುಲಭಾ
ಬುಧೈಃ ಸಂವಿನ್ನಾರೀ ತವ ಚರಣಮಾಣಿಕ್ಯಭವನೇ || ೬೨||
O Kamakshi! the damsel of True Knowledge is easily accessed by the wise in the gem-house of your lotus feet which has the canopy of the radiance from the toe-nails which resembles Chinese silk which is made more smooth by brushing against the crowns of the celestials (who bow down at your feet) and which has the bedspread of the red radiance of your lotus feet.
ಪ್ರತೀಮಃ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಸ್ಫುರಿತತರುಣಾದಿತ್ಯಕಿರಣ-
ಶ್ರಿಯೋ ಮೂಲದ್ರವ್ಯಂ ತವ ಚರಣಮದ್ರೀಂದ್ರತನಯೇ|
ಸುರೇಂದ್ರಾಶಾಮಾಪೂರಯತಿ ಯದಸೌ ಧ್ವಾಂತಮಖಿಲಂ
ಧುನೀತೇ ದಿಗ್ಭಾಗಾನಪಿ ಚ ಮಹಸಾ ಪಾಟಲಯತೇ || ೬೩||
O Kamakshi! daughter of Himavan! we meditate on your lotus feet which is the source of the radiance of the rising sun, which fulfils the wishes of Indra, which dispels all darkness and inundates all quarters by the radiance of red effulgence.
ಮಹಾಭಾಷ್ಯವ್ಯಾಖ್ಯಾಪಟುಶಯನಮಾರೋಪಯತಿ ವಾ
ಸ್ಮರವ್ಯಾಪಾರೇರ್ಷ್ಯಾಪಿಶುನನಿಟಿಲಂ ಕಾರಯತಿ ವಾ
ದ್ವಿರೇಫಾಣಾಮಧ್ಯಾಸಯತಿ ಸತತಂ ವಾಧಿವಸತಿಂ
ಪ್ರಣಮ್ರಾನ್ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷ್ಯಾ: ಪದನಲಿನಮಾಹಾತ್ಮ್ಯಗರಿಮಾ || ೬೪||
The greatness of Kamakshi’s lotus feet makes those who prostrate before them a great scholar who can write the Mahabhashya or who, like Lord Shiva, can burn Kama or who occupies the abode of the devas.
ವಿವೇಕಾಂಭಃ ಸ್ರೋತಃ ಸ್ನಪನಪರಿಪಾಟೀಶಿಶಿರಿತೇ
ಸಮೀಭೂತೇ ಶಾಸ್ತ್ರಸ್ಮರಣಹಲಸಂಕರ್ಷಣವಶಾತ್|
ಸತಾಂ ಚೇತಃ ಕ್ಷೇತ್ರೇ ವಪತಿ ತವ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಚರಣೌ
ಮಹಾಸಂವಿತ್ಸಸ್ಯಪ್ರಕರವರಬೀಜಂ ಗಿರಿಸುತೇ || ೬೫||
O kamakshi! daughter of Himavan! your lotus feet sow the seeds of True Knowledge in the heart-field of sages which have been cooled by bathing in the fountain of discrimination and which have been levelled by the plough of contemplating the sastras.
ದಧಾನೋ ಮಂದಾರಸ್ತಬಕಪರಿಪಾಟೀಂ ನಖರುಚಾ
ವಹಂದೀಪ್ತಾಂ ಶೋಣಾಂಗುಲಿಪಟಲಚಾಂಪೇಯಕಲಿಕಾಂ |
ಅಶೋಕೋಲ್ಲಾಸಂ ನಃ ಪ್ರಚುರಯತು ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಚರಣೋ-
ರ್ವಿಕಾಸೀ ವಾಸಂತಃ ಸಮಯ ಇವ ತೇ ಶರ್ವದಯಿತೇ || ೬೬||
O Kamakshi! the brightness of your toe nails resembles a cluster of jasmine flowers. The toes of your lotus feet with their bright reddish tinge resemble buds of champa flower. The soles of your feet spread the joy of ashoka flowers. O Consort of Shiva ! it looks as if your feet are the spring season.
ನಖಾಂಶುಪ್ರಾಚುರ್ಯಪ್ರಸೃಮರಮರಾಲೀಧವಲಿತಃ
ಸ್ಫುರನ್ಮಂಜೀರೋದ್ಯನ್ಮರಕತಮಹಃಶೈವಲಯುತಃ|
ಭವತ್ಯಾಃ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಸ್ಫುಟಚರಣಪಾಟಲ್ಯಕಪಟೋ
ನದಃ ಶೊಣಾಭಿಖ್ಯೋ ನಗಪತಿತನೂಜೇ ವಿಜಯತೇ || ೬೭||
O Kamakshi! Daughter of Himavan! Victory to the red radiance of your feet which is like the river Shona. The brilliant white radiance from your nails are like swans floating on the river and the dark green of your anklets is like moss.
ಧುನಾನಾಂ ಪಂಕೌಘಂ ಪರಮಸುಲಭಂ ಕಂಟಕಕುಲೈ-
ರ್ವಿಕಾಸವ್ಯಾಸಂಗಂ ವಿದಧದಪರಾಧೀನಮನಿಶಂ|
ನಖೇಂದುಜ್ಯೋತ್ಸ್ನಾಭಿರ್ವಿಶದರುಚಿ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ನಿತರಾ-
ಮಸಾಮಾನ್ಯಂ ಮನ್ಯೇ ಸರಸಿಜಮಿದಂ ತೇ ಪದಯುಗಂ || ೬೮||
O Kamakshi! your lotus feet wash away sins, not easy of access for enemies, attached to blossoming, always make (devotees) free, of white hue because of the moonlight from the toe nail-moons. I think that your lotus feet are very unusual, uncommon type of lotus flowers.
ಕರೀಂದ್ರಾಯ ದ್ರುಹ್ಯತ್ಯಲಸಗತಿಲೀಲಾಸು ವಿಮಲೈಃ
ಪಯೋಜೈರ್ಮಾತ್ಸರ್ಯಂ ಪ್ರಕಟಯತಿ ಕಾಮಂ ಕಲಯತೇ|
ಪದಾಂಭೋಜದ್ವಂದ್ವಂ ತವ ತದಪಿ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಹೃದಯಂ
ಮುನೀನಾಂ ಶಾಂತಾನಾಂ ಕಥಮನಿಶಮಸ್ಮೈ ಸ್ಪೃಹಯತೇ || ೬೯||
O Kamakshi! your lotus feet hurts (defeats) the elephant by lazy playful gait and they display jealousy for the lotus (because they are also soft and bright red). (With such negative traits in their character) how is it the hearts of the peaceful sages are so desirous of your lotus feet?
ನಿರಸ್ತಾ ಶೋಣಿಮ್ನಾ ಚರಣಕಿರಣಾನಾಂ ತವ ಶಿವೇ
ಸಮಿಂಧಾನಾ ಸಂಧ್ಯಾರುಚಿರಚಲರಾಜನ್ಯತನಯೇ|
ಅಸಾಮರ್ಥ್ಯಾದೇನಂ ಪರಿಭವಿತುಮೇತತ್ಸಮರುಚಾಂ
ಸರೋಜಾನಾಂ ಜಾನೇ ಮುಕುಲಯತಿ ಶೋಭಾಂ ಪ್ರತಿದಿನಂ || ೭೦||
O Daughter of Himavan! the bright red radiance from your lotus feet excels the bright red colour of the evening twilight (ಸಂಧ್ಯಾ). Since it is unable to retaliate it (twilight, ಸಂಧ್ಯಾ ) makes the lotus, which is as red and as soft as your lotus feet, close during the evening twilight .
ಉಪಾದಿಕ್ಷದ್ದಾಕ್ಷ್ಯಂ ತವ ಚರಣನಾಮಾ ಗುರುರಸೌ
ಮರಾಲಾನಾಂ ಶಂಕೇ ಮಸೃಣಗತಿಲಾಲಿತ್ಯಸರಣೌ |
ಅತಸ್ತೇ ನಿಸ್ತಂದ್ರಂ ನಿಯತಮಮುನಾ ಸಖ್ಯಪದವೀಂ
ಪ್ರಪನ್ನಂ ಪಾಥೋಜಂ ಪ್ರತಿ ದಧತಿ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಕುತುಕಂ || ೭೧||
It appears that your lotus feet, as the guru, advised the swan about walking smoothly with delicate steps. Therefore the swan got interested in the lotus which made friends with it, because the soft and delicate lotus was perfect for the swan to walk with soft and delicate steps.
ದಧಾನೈಃ ಸಂಸರ್ಗಂ ಪ್ರಕೃತಿಮಲಿನೈಃ ಷಟ್ಪದಕುಲೈ-
ರ್ದ್ವಿಜಾಧೀಶಶ್ಲಾಘಾವಿಧಿಷು ವಿದಧದ್ಭಿರ್ಮುಕುಲತಾಂ |
ರಜೋಮಿಶ್ರೈಃ ಪದ್ಮೈರ್ನಿಯತಮಪಿ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಪದಯೋ-
ರ್ವಿರೋಧಸ್ತೇ ಯುಕ್ತೋ ವಿಷಮಶರವೈರಿಪ್ರಿಯತಮೇ || ೭೨||
O Kamakshi! Consort of the Enemy of Cupid! The enmity of your feet to the lotus flowers is only proper because they are always in contact with honey-bees which are naturally dirty, they close their petals when the moon rises and they are full of rajas (dust, pollen)
ಕವಿತ್ವಶ್ರೀಮಿಶ್ರೀಕರಣನಿಪುಣೌ ರಕ್ಷಣಚಣೌ
ವಿಪನ್ನಾನಾಂ ಶ್ರೀಮನ್ನಲಿನಮಸೃಣೌ ಶೋಣಕಿರಣೌ|
ಮುನೀಂದ್ರಾಣಾಮಂತಃಕರಣಶರಣೌ ಮಂದಸರಣೌ
ಮನೋಜ್ಞೌ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷ್ಯಾ ದುರಿತಹರಣೌ ನೌಮಿ ಚರಣೌ|| ೭೩||
I bow before the Kamakshi’s lotus feet which bestow the skill to compose beautiful poems, which are good at protecting those who are in distress, which are beautiful and soft as the lotus, which radiate red colour, which abide in the hearts of sages, which have a slow graceful gait, which captivate the heart and which destroy all sins and miseries.
ಪರಸ್ಮಾತ್ಸರ್ವಸ್ಮಾದಪಿ ಚ ಪರಯೋರ್ಮುಕ್ತಿಕರಯೋ-
ರ್ನಖಶ್ರೀಷು ಜ್ಯೋತ್ಸ್ನಾಕುಲಿತತಲಯೋಸ್ತಾಮ್ರತಲಯೋಃ|
ನಿಲೀಯೇ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷ್ಯಾ಼ ನಿಗಮನುತಯೋರ್ನಾಕಿನತಯೋ-
ರ್ನಿರಸ್ತಪ್ರೋನ್ಮೀಲನ್ನಲಿನಮದಯೋರೇವ ಪದಯೋಃ || ೭೪||
My heart dissolves in the feet of Kamakshi which deflate the pride of lotuses in full bloom, which are higher than all those which are capable of giving mukti (liberation from the cycle of births and deaths), the radiance of whose nails excel the beauty of moonlight, the soles of which are of pink colour, which are praised by the Vedas and to which the celestials offer prostrations.
ಸ್ವಭಾವಾದನ್ಯೋನ್ಯಂ ಕಿಸಲಯಮಪೀದಂ ತವ ಪದಂ
ಮ್ರದಿಮ್ನಾ ಶೋಣಿಮ್ನಾ ಭಗವತಿ ದಧಾತೇ ಸದೃಶತಾಂ|
ವನೇ ಪೂರ್ವಸ್ಯೇಚ್ಛಾ ಸತತಮವನೇ ಕಿಂ ತು ಜಗತಾಂ
ಪರಸ್ಯೇತ್ಥಂ ಭೇದಃ ಸ್ಫುರತಿ ಹೃದಿ ಕಾಮಾಕ್ಷಿ ಸುಧಿಯಾಂ || ೭೫||
O Kamakshi! there is this natural similarity between tender leaf buds and your lotus feet; both are soft and of pink colour. But to the wise there appears to be a difference. The former’s desire is in the forest (ವನೇ) the latter’s desire is in protecting (ಅವನೇ) the worlds always. [In Sanskrit ‘ಅ’ is prefixed to a word to derive its opposite. Thus ’ವನೇ’ is the opposite of ‘ವನೇ’]
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