Om Shakthi - A Prayer On The Mother

OM SHAKTHI

OM… OM… OM…

When the sun dawns as I pray in hope,
In the holy east, by sides of her realm,
I see the skies shining as never,
I see my mother emerge from horizon,
With a radiant crown and the face golden,
With a protecting palm seated on a lion,
With a fiery trident and a mood serene,
With a glowing spear as symbol of sentinel,
Here cometh my mother, the force supreme.
Fear not, for the evil shall be destroyed,
Worry not, for the worst is now ended.
SHAKTHI IS LOVE,
SHAKTHI IS LOVE,
SHAKTHI IS LOVE THAT IS ELIXIR.

OM…OM…OM…
When the day begins in a string of force,
In the holy east, by sides of her realm,
I see the wind blowing as never,
I see my mother stepping on the ground,
With a mighty mace and binding whip,
With a thunderous conch in a reigning state,
With a prodigious bow and profuse arrows,
With a glittering sword for the fearful war,
Here cometh my mother, the force supreme.
Fear not, for the sinners shall be punished,
Worry not, for the sorrows art finished.
SHAKTHI IS POWER,
SHAKTHI IS POWER,
SHAKTHI IS POWER THAT IS DIVINE.

OM…OM…OM…
When life arises with a chant in mind,
In the holy east, by sides of her realm,
I see the ocean tumultuous as never,
I see my mother march on the earth,
With thunder in arms at lightning speed,
With lotus in hand as symbol of peace,
With a sharpened goad to pierce the veil,
With silken robes and silver shield,
Here cometh my mother, the force supreme.
Fear not, for the iniquitous shall be slayed,
Worry not, for the wrongs art scathed.
SHAKTHI IS PEACE,
SHAKTHI IS PEACE,
SHAKTHI IS PEACE THAT IS PERSON.