She is the radiant goddess, entirely crimson in hue, flawless in every limb, adorned with all manner of ornaments, and seated gracefully upon the lap of Shiva, who here is Kameshvara. She is his most auspicious consort, yet her beloved remains under her own gentle control. Her divine abode is at the very summit of Mount Meru’s central peak, where she reigns as sovereign over the splendid, celestial city. Within the mansion of wish-fulfilling jewels, she is enthroned upon the seat formed by the five Brahmas. She dwells amidst the great lotus forest and in the sacred grove of kadamba trees, established in the heart of the ocean of nectar, known as Kāmākṣī, the fulfiller of all desires. Assemblies of divine sages praise her resplendent glory, as she stands surrounded by an army of Shaktis, all prepared for the destruction of the demon Bhaṇḍāsura. She is attended by a mighty herd of elephants, led by Sampatkari, and is encircled by countless millions of horse-mounted warriors. Seated upon the majestic chariot of the ruler of the chakra, adorned with every kind of weapon, she is attended by Mantrini, who herself rides the chariot of the Geya Chakra. She rides also in the chariot of the Kirichakra, preceded by Dandanatha, and dwells within ramparts of fire cast up by a garland of flames. She delights in the valor of her Shaktis, eager for the destruction of Bhandasura’s army, and keenly observes the heroic exploits of the Nityas. She rejoices in the courage of her young warriors as they prepare to slay the sons of Bhandasura, and is pleased by her minister’s wisdom in the destruction of Vishanga. She delights in the heroic might of Varahi, who vanquished Vishukra, and through a mere glance from Kameshvara’s face, she brought forth the illustrious Lord Ganesha. She rejoiced as Ganesha shattered all obstacles and magical devices, and she rained counter-weapons upon the missiles unleashed by the demon king Bhandasura. From the brilliance of her fingernails, the ten forms of Narayana arose, and the fire of her mighty Pashupata weapon incinerated the demon armies. Her realm was thus emptied of Bhandasura and his assembly, incinerated by the missile of Kāmeśvara. Her glory is sung by Brahmā, Viṣṇu, Indra, and all the foremost gods. She is the very medicine that revived Kāmadeva, once burned by the fire of Shiva’s third eye; her lotus face is the exalted form of Vāgbhava-kūṭa. Her form comprises the middle section, from throat to waist, embodying the single flame of the Śakti division, and she bears the region below the waist as well. She is the very essence of the root mantra, her body the threefold root division; she delights solely in the nectar of the Kula and guards its secret well. She is the noble lady of the Kula tradition, abiding at its culmination, mistress and uniter of Kula, yet also beyond Kula, dwelling at the end of the sacred path, ever devoted to sacred rites. She resides in the Mūlādhāra, breaking the Brahma-knot; she shines in the Maṇipūra, breaking the Viṣṇu-knot. In the space of the Ajna chakra she dwells, breaking open the knot of Rudra; seated upon the thousand-petaled lotus, she pours forth the essence of nectar. Her radiance is like a streak of lightning, established above the six chakras; she is the great power, Kundalini, subtler than the fiber of a lotus. She is Bhavānī, attainable through contemplation, the axe that clears the forest of worldly existence. She delights in auspiciousness, embodies it, and bestows good fortune upon her devotees. She cherishes devotion, is reached by devotion, and is herself under the sway of devotion. She dispels all fear, is the consort of Śambhu, worshipped by Śāradā, wife of Śarva, and bestows happiness. She is the consort of Shiva, giver of prosperity, virtuous, with a face radiant like the autumn moon, slender-waisted and tranquil, independent and free from blemish. She is untouched, pure, eternal, formless, undisturbed, without attributes or parts, peaceful, free from desire, and unmoved. She is ever-liberated, changeless, beyond manifestation, and without dependence; ever pure, wise, flawless, and uninterrupted. She is without cause or blemish, without limitation or ruler; free from passion, destroyer of attachment, pride, and arrogance. She is free from anxiety and ego, devoid of delusion and the destroyer of delusion; without possessiveness, remover of attachment, sinless, and destroyer of sin. She is without anger, pacifier of anger, free from greed and destroyer of greed; without doubt, dispeller of doubt, beyond worldly existence and the destroyer of bondage. She is free from all doubt, without alternative conception, undisturbed, without division, destroyer of all duality; imperishable, crusher of death, actionless, and without attachment. She is incomparable, with dark-blue hair, free from decline and beyond transgression; hard to attain and approach, invincible, remover of sorrow, and giver of happiness. She is far from the wicked, pacifier of evil conduct, without faults, omniscient, overflowing with compassion, without equal or superior. She is endowed with all powers, the source of all auspiciousness, giver of the highest path, sovereign of all, pervading everything, and the embodiment of all mantras. She is the essence of all yantras, the form of all tantras, transcending the mind; the great sovereign, supreme goddess, the great Lakshmi, beloved of Shiva. She is of great form, greatly worshipped, destroyer of great sins; the great enchantress, of supreme existence, supreme power, and great delight. She is of great enjoyment, sovereignty, valor, and strength; possessing great intelligence and accomplishment, she is the supreme ruler of great yogis. She is the greatest tantra, mantra, yantra, and seat; worshipped through the sequence of great sacrifices, and honored by Mahabhairava. She is the witness to Shiva’s great cosmic dance, the queen of Mahakamesha, and the supreme beauty of Tripura. She is adorned with sixty-four offerings, composed of sixty-four arts, and served by the great host of sixty-four crore yoginis. She is the knowledge of sacred formulas, the knowledge of the moon, abiding at the center of the lunar disc; of beautiful form, with a lovely smile, bearing the charming crescent moon. She is the sovereign of all that moves and does not move, dwelling in the palace of the supreme wheel; she is Parvati, lotus-eyed, and shines with the radiance of a padmaraga gem.