She is the living spark of consciousness itself, the tender bud of bliss, the very embodiment of love and the source of all affection. She delights in the chanting of her many names, is the wisdom that brings joy, and reigns as the sovereign of dance. Upon her foundation rests the illusory world, yet she is also the giver and the very form of liberation. She finds delight in the rhythms of dance, brings about dissolution, radiates modesty, and is venerated by celestial nymphs such as Rambha. She is like a rain of nectar, quenching the wildfire of worldly suffering; she is the fire that burns away the forest of sin, the wind that scatters the cotton of misfortune, and the radiant light that dispels the darkness of old age. Her presence is the moonlight shining upon the ocean of fortune, the peacock-dark cloud in the sky of her devotees’ hearts, the thunderstorm that shatters the mountain of disease, and the axe that fells the tree of death. She is the great sovereign, the force of great time, the great devourer, and the great consumer. She is Aparna, Chandika, and the slayer of the demons Chanda and Munda. She encompasses both the perishable and the imperishable, ruling all worlds and supporting the universe. She is the bestower of the three aims of life, auspicious, three-eyed, and of the very nature of the three qualities. She grants both heaven and liberation, remaining pure, her form resplendent as the hibiscus flower. Filled with vigor and radiance, she is the embodiment of sacrifice and takes delight in vows. Difficult to approach and impossible to overpower, she is fond of pāṭalī blossoms, great in stature, dwelling upon Mount Meru, and loving the mandāra flowers. The heroic worship her; she is the very form of the cosmic being, free from passion, facing all directions, ever fresh in form, the supreme radiance, the giver and embodiment of life itself. Mārtaṇḍa Bhairava worships her, entrusting sovereignty to her minister; she is Tripura’s queen for Mārtaṇḍa, with a victorious army, beyond the three guṇas, both transcendent and immanent. Her form is truth, knowledge, and bliss. She is devoted to perfect harmony, adorned with matted hair, garlanded with arts, the wish-fulfilling cow, and she assumes the form of desire itself. She is the treasury of all arts, skilled in poetry, knowing the essence of taste and flavor, nourished and ancient, worthy of worship, lotus-like, with eyes like lotuses. She is the supreme light, the highest abode, subtler than the subtlest atom, transcending even the transcendent. She holds the noose, destroys the noose, and breaks through the highest mantras. She is both manifest and unmanifest, eternally fulfilled, the swan gliding in the minds of sages. Devoted to truth, she embodies truth, dwells within all, and is ever pure. She is the power of Brahma, the mother of Brahma, of many forms, worshipped by the wise. She is the creator, fierce in command, the very foundation, manifest in form. She is the sovereign and giver of life, her form comprising the fifty seats; unrestrained, dwelling in solitude, mother of heroes, and the very 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, and manifest as the forms of letters. She grants repose to those afflicted by birth, death, and old age, proclaimed by all the Upanishads, her essence transcending even peace. Profound, she abides in the expanse of the sky, proud, delighting in song, free from imagination, the ultimate state, beloved, and with a form that is half her consort. Free from cause and effect, she is adorned with the waves of love’s play, her earrings shining with gold, assuming forms for divine sport. Unborn and untouched by decay, she is ever charming and swift to grant grace. She is worshipped by those who turn inward, yet difficult to attain for those who seek outwardly. She is the embodiment of the three Vedas, the 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, she is the stream of nectar, the expert in rescuing those immersed in the mire of worldly existence. Fond of sacrifices, the performer and the very form of the sacrificer, she is the foundation of righteousness, the overseer of wealth, increasing riches and grain. She delights in Brahmins, assumes their form, and causes the universe to move. She devours the universe, shines like coral, is devoted to Vishnu and assumes his form; unborn, yet the abode of birth, unchanging, and the very embodiment of lineage. She delights in the assembly of heroes, is heroic, established in actionless being, of the nature of sound, skilled in discernment, auspicious, clever, and seated in the bindu. She surpasses all principles, is composed of the principles, and is the essence of their meaning. Delighting in the singing of the Sama Veda, she is gentle, the consort of Sadashiva, abiding in the paths both left and right, the remover of all misfortunes. Established in herself, naturally sweet, steadfast, and honored by the wise, she is worshipped with offerings of consciousness, fond of flowers of awareness, ever arisen and ever satisfied, radiant with the hue of the rising sun. Worshipped by both right and left paths, her lotus-like face shines with a gentle smile. She is Kaulini, unique and priceless, the giver of the state of absolute liberation. Delighting in hymns and praise, her glory is extolled by the Vedas; she is thoughtful, noble, supreme, and auspicious in form. Mother of the universe, bearer of the world, wide-eyed and detached, bold and supremely generous, supremely joyful, composed of mind. Her hair is the sky, she dwells in the celestial abode, wields the thunderbolt, is sovereign of the left-hand path, lover of the five sacrifices, reclining upon a couch of five corpses. She is the fifth, ruler of the five elements, honored by the number five, eternal, her sovereignty everlasting. She bestows happiness and even deludes Śambhu himself. She is the earth, the daughter of the earth, fortunate and righteous, increasing righteousness, transcending all worlds and qualities, surpassing all, her essence tranquility itself. She resembles the blossom of the Bandhūka flower, youthful, delighting in play, most auspicious, giver of happiness, adorned in splendid attire, fragrant with sweet scents. Pleased by the worship of fragrant women, radiant in beauty, pure in mind, satisfied by the offering of the bindu, born before all, she is the Mother of the Three Cities. She is worshipped through the ten sacred gestures, the sovereign of Tripura’s fortune, controller of Shiva, the gesture of knowledge, attainable through knowledge, her nature both knowledge and the object to be known. She is the gesture of the womb, mistress of the three divisions, mother of the three qualities, abiding in the triangle, flawless, of wondrous conduct, and the bestower of all desired objects.