Who is more beautiful than Para Prakriti ?
Chandrachooda Siva………………..
Hail Thee ! O Wearer of Crescent,
In Blissful Union with Nature
Who is with and without attributes
And Granter of Auspiciousness !
Here are the lyrics
Pallavi
candracūḍa śivaśankara pārvatiramaṇane ninage namō namō
Anupallavi
mandara mṛgadhara pināka dhanukara gangāśira gajacarmāmbaradhara
Charanam
nandivāhana anantadinda mūjagadi mereva nīne
andu amṛtaghaṭadinda udisida viṣa tandu bhujisidava nīne
kandarpana krōdhadinda kaṇteredu konda ugranu nīne
indirēśa śrīrāmana nāmava candadi pogaḷuva nīne
bālamṛkanḍana kālaneḷevāga pālisidava nīne
kālakūṭavanu pānamāḍida nīlakanṭhanu nīne
vālayadi kapāla piḍidu bhikṣe bēḍo digambara nīne
dhyāna māḍida gōpālanemba heṇṇige maruḷādava nīne
dharege dakṣiṇa kāvēritīra kundapuravāsanu nīne
karadalli vīṇeya gānava māḍuva uragabhūṣaṇa nīne
koraḷali bhasmarudrākṣava dhariside paramavaiṣṇava nīne
garuḍagamana śrī purandara viṭhalage prāṇapriyanu nīne
What is wrong with Romance ? Can Prakriti exist without Purusha ? And vice versa? Let us see what this Purusha & Prakriti are saying at the human level ! The beauteous Ayur flower, Neelolpala Adorns thy eyes lovely ! The golden Ashoka flower Tenants thy lips glorious The space between thy cheeks Is home to the golden sky And thou art the eternal Spring O Beauty Personified ! Ninte Mizhiyil Neelolpalam Ninnude chundil ponnashokam Nin kavilinayil kanakambaram Neeyoru Nitya Vasantam O thou who came swimming in the Ganges of Love As the great Swan of Eros ! O ravishing consort, play the swing In the space of heart divine ! Prema Gangayil ozhuki ozhuki varum Kama Devante kala Hamsame ! Ullile Poykayi Thamaravalayathil Onjalaaduka Thozhi Nee Oonjaladuka Thozhi Thou art the consort Of the Full Moon Light which riseth and laugheth In the space of the blue sky Play thy dance attractive ! Vaana Veedhiyil Udhichu Chirichu varum Poo Nilavinte Sakhiyaanu Nee Innente Chinthayam Indrasadassithay Indeevaramizhi aadu Nee Indeevaramizhi aadu
The Greatest Eulogy of Beauty !
This is the greatest eulogy of Beauty, as great as Christopher Marlowe’s eulogy of Helen ( All is dross that is not Helena) !
It is said that Cupid, Man Mathan
Despite his five arrows
Enchanted by thy smile
Made it his sixth arrow !
Anju Sharangalum
Porathe Manmathan
Nin chiri, punchiri
Saayakamakkee !
The Celestial Being, Gandharva
Not satisfied with the Seven Octaves
Impressed by thy speech
Made it the eighth !
Saptha Swarangalum
Porathe Gandharvan
Nin Mozhi
Saadhakamakkee !
Gold, dissatisfied with own dazzling beauty
Yearned for thy ravishing cheeks !
Pathara mattum
Porathe Kanakam
Nin kavil poovine
Mohichu
Rainbow, not satisfied with its colors seven
Thirsted for thy majestic beauty !
Ezhu Nirangalum
Porathe Mazhavillu
Nin kanthi nedan
Dahichu !
Marlowe’s eulogy of Helen
Was this the face that launched a thousand ships
And burnt the topless towers of Ilium ?
Helen, make me immortal with a kiss
I will tarry here, as Heaven in these lips
O thou art fairer than the evening air
Clad in the beauty of a thousand suns.
Brighter art thou than flaming Jupiter
Ere he appeared before hapless Semele
More lovely than the monarch of the sky
In wanton Arethusa’s azured arms
None but thee will be my paramour.
