In realms divine, where grace unfolds,
Resides the beauty that ne'er grows old.
Mother Lalitha, radiant and sweet,
Her holy feet, a vision to greet.
Far beyond the lotus' tender bloom,
Her feet transcend the earthly gloom.
For in those soles, a sacred tale,
The cosmos births, in steps prevail.
Four feet adorned with celestial grace,
Each with its role, in time and space.
Śukla and rakta, divine and pure,
Rest in ājña, wisdom secure.
Brahma, the creator, finds his place,
In Her feet, where new worlds embrace.
Viṣṇu sustains, with love profound,
In the feet where rakta is found.
Miśra, a blend of colors rare,
Rests on the heart, a love to share.
Rudra, the dissolver, finds his might,
In those feet, aglow with cosmic light.
And lastly, nirvāna, liberation's call,
Feet on sahasrāra, where souls enthrall.
Sadāśiva's realm, where freedom thrives,
Her feet guide seekers to eternal lives.
Oh, the beauty of Lalitha's feet,
More radiant than lotus, pure and sweet.
In dust that graces those sacred soles,
The universe's cycles unfold.
For Brahma gathers specks, oh so fine,
To shape the worlds, a grand design.
Viṣṇu sustains, with tender care,
While Rudra dissolves, with fiery flare.
And in nirvāna's blissful embrace,
She recreates, with love and grace.
Four feet divine, the cosmic dance,
Guiding souls towards liberation's expanse.
So let us bow, with utmost devotion,
To Mother Lalitha's feet, in ocean of emotion.
Her beauty surpasses all earthly claims,
As we bask in the glory of Her sacred flames.
-Mani
