She is the Divine Mother, manifesting in eight radiant forms, ever unconquered and sovereign over the destinies of the worlds. Alone, yet all-pervading, her very body is the earth itself—she is the non-dual reality, untouched by any trace of duality. As the generous giver of food and wealth, she is ancient beyond measure, her essence the unity of Brahman and the Self, boundless and immense, the beloved consort and power of Brahma, embodying the bliss of Brahman and delighting in offerings. She is the very form of language, commanding a vast celestial army, transcending both being and non-being. Easily worshipped, she brings auspiciousness and beauty, attainable to those who seek her, and stands as the ultimate goal of all beings. Sovereign above all sovereigns, she bestows kingdoms and is cherished by kings; her compassion shines with a silver brilliance, and she sits enthroned with her devotees. She is the very fortune of sovereignty, mistress of all treasures, ruler of armies with four divisions, and the bestower of empires. Steadfast in truth, she is girdled by the ocean, initiated into the mysteries, the subduer of demons, and she brings all worlds under her sway. She grants every aim, inspires all, and is the embodiment of existence, consciousness, and bliss. Unbounded by place or time, she is present everywhere, bewildering all beings. She is Sarasvati, the living scripture, the hidden Mother of the cave whose form remains secret. Free of all limitations, ever devoted to Sadashiva as his consort, she is the sovereign of the sacred tradition, virtuous, and her form is the very circle of teachers. She transcends the Kula tradition, worshipped by the Sun, the very Māyā who is sweet by nature, the Earth herself, Mother of the hosts, adored by secret practitioners, tender-limbed and beloved of the Guru. Independent, she reigns over all tantras, taking the form of Dakṣiṇāmūrti, worshipped by Sanaka and the sages, bestowing the supreme knowledge of Śiva. She is the spark of consciousness, the bud of bliss, the embodiment of love and affection. She delights in the recitation of her names, is the wisdom of joy, and the sovereign of dance. She is the foundation of the illusory world, the giver and the very form of liberation, delighting in dance, bringing dissolution, modesty itself, and venerated by celestial nymphs like Rambha. She is the rain of nectar that quenches the wildfire of worldly existence, the fire that burns the forest of sin, the wind that scatters the cotton of misfortune, and the radiant light that dispels the darkness of old age. Her moonlight graces the ocean of fortune; she is the peacock-dark cloud in the sky of devotees’ hearts, the thunderstorm that shatters the mountain of disease, the axe that fells the tree of death. She is the great sovereign, the force of time, the great devourer and consumer; Aparna, Chandika, and the slayer of Chanda and Munda. She embodies both the perishable and the imperishable, ruling all worlds and supporting the universe. She grants the three aims of life, is auspicious, three-eyed, and her nature is the harmony of the three qualities. She bestows heaven and liberation, is pure, her form like the hibiscus flower, full of vigor and radiant, the embodiment of sacrifice, delighting in vows. Difficult to approach, impossible to overpower, she loves pāṭalī and mandāra blossoms, dwells on Mount Meru, and is great beyond measure. Worshipped by the heroic, she is the very form of the cosmic being, free from passion, facing all directions, ever fresh, the supreme radiance, giver and embodiment of life. Mārtaṇḍa Bhairava worships her, entrusting sovereignty to her minister; she is the queen of Tripura for Mārtaṇḍa, commander of a victorious army, beyond the three guṇas, both transcendent and immanent. Her form is truth, knowledge, and bliss, devoted to perfect harmony, adorned with matted hair and garlanded with the arts. She is the wish-fulfilling cow, and assumes the form of desire. She is the treasury of all arts, skilled in poetry, knowing the essence of taste, repository of all flavors, nourished and ancient, worthy of worship, lotus-like with lotus eyes. She is the supreme light, the highest abode, subtler than the subtlest, transcending even the transcendent. She holds and destroys the noose, breaking through the highest mantras. Both manifest and unmanifest, eternally fulfilled, she is the swan gliding through the minds of sages, devoted to truth, embodying truth, dwelling within all, ever pure. She is the power and mother of Brahma, of many forms, worshipped by the wise; creator, fierce in command, the very foundation, manifest in form. Sovereign of life, giver of life, her form is the fifty seats; unrestrained, dwelling in solitude, mother of heroes, source of the sky. She is Mukunda, the abode of liberation, the primal form of the deity, knower of emotions, destroyer of worldly afflictions, and the one who sets the wheel of existence in motion. She is the essence of metrical hymns, scriptures, and mantras, slender-waisted, renowned for her noble fame, boundless in splendor, manifest as the forms of letters. She grants repose to those afflicted by birth, death, and old age, proclaimed by all Upanishads, her essence transcending even peace. Profound, she abides in the sky’s expanse, proud, delighting in song, free from imagination, the ultimate state, beloved, and half her consort in form. Free from cause and effect, adorned with the waves of love’s play, her golden earrings shining, she assumes forms for divine sport. Unborn, untouched by decay, charming, she quickly grants grace, worshipped by those who turn within, yet difficult to attain for those who turn outward. She is the embodiment of the three Vedas, abode of the three aims of life, established in three realms, adorned with the three cities, free from disease, independent, delighting in her own self, the very stream of nectar. She is the nectar stream, rescuer of those lost in worldly mire, fond of and performer of sacrifices, and the very form of the sacrificer. She is the foundation of righteousness, overseer of wealth, increaser of riches and grain, delighting in Brahmins, assuming their form, causing the movement of the universe. She devours the universe, shines like coral, is devoted to Vishnu, assumes the form of Vishnu, unborn yet the abode of birth, unchanging, and the embodiment of the lineage. She delights in the assembly of heroes, is heroic, established in actionless state, of the nature of sound, skilled in discernment, auspicious, clever, and seated in the bindu. She surpasses all principles, is composed of the principles, the very essence of their meaning; she delights in the Sama Veda’s song, is gentle, and the consort of Sadashiva. Gentle, abiding in the left and right-hand paths, remover of all misfortunes, established in herself, naturally sweet, steadfast, and honored by the wise, she is worshipped with offerings of consciousness and flowers of awareness, ever arisen, ever satisfied, radiant with the hue of the rising sun.