Akhilandeshvari Pushpamala Stotram

O Akhilandeshwari, Sovereign Ruler of the entire universe, I bow to You, whose abode is beyond all paths, who adorns Lord Shiva, who is the supreme meaning, purest at heart, supremely compassionate, adorned with the crescent moon ornament, all-seeing, surrounded by celestial nymphs (apsaras), the embodiment of spiritual wisdom, the unmanifest, and the daughter of the king of mountains.

O Akhilandeshwari, I bow to You, who are the primordial power (Adi Shakti), proficient in Agamic traditions, worshipped by revered preceptors, seated upon lotus-like chakras beginning with Muladhara, possessing beautiful gently swaying dark locks, a soft gentle smile upon copper-red lips, a full bust, and lotus feet worshipped by Brahma, Vishnu, and Shiva.

O Akhilandeshwari, I bow to You, who are endowed with all powers including desire (Iccha) and knowledge (Jnana), dark-complexioned like a blue lotus, whose feet bestow boons upon Indra and Vishnu, Sovereign Lady of the Jambukeswaram forest, worshipped by the Sun God, worthy of adoration through sacrifices (yajna), moon-faced, praised by elephants or Ganesha, fulfilling the desires of devotees, worshipped by Indrani, and the mother of Ganesha with the face of an elephant.

O Akhilandeshwari, I bow to You, who are the Sovereign of the universe, granter of boons to Shiva, Brahma, and Vishnu, worthy of praise by devotees, the very form of Shiva, whose lotus feet remain far from those whose minds are tainted by envy or jealousy, beloved of Shiva, Parameshwari, laudable, seated on the left side of Lord Shiva, manifested from the seed mantra 'Im', and the shelter of great mystic powers like Ishitva.

O Akhilandeshwari, I bow to You, who shine as brilliantly as millions of rising suns, daughter of the king of mountains, with eyes like blooming lotuses, dwelling between the two branches of the Kaveri river, with a face like the rising full moon, infinitely grand, seated on a high throne, radiant, and captivating with a multitude of boundless divine light.

O Akhilandeshwari, I bow to You, who are beyond intellectual logic and speculation, who shine equally in scarcity and abundance, adorned with a powerful gem-studded girdle, loving towards devotees who embrace truth, residing at the root center of Kundalini's upward and downward movement, shining by destroying worldly afflictions, and nourishing the three worlds with your nectar-like milk.

O Akhilandeshwari, I bow to You, who are worshipped by Vedas such as the Rigveda, praised by the seasons, filled with fathomless compassion, prayed to by those who have attained supreme bliss, served by constellations of stars, adorned with the digit of the moon, whose lotus feet shine like the sun to destroy the darkness of debt and ignorance, and worshipped by all three prosperous worlds.

O Akhilandeshwari, I bow to You, who dwell within Sadashiva who is both with form and formless, who are yourself the embodiment of form, ever assuming a beautiful form, the supreme truth beyond form, who remove the afflictions of human birth and old age, like a wish-fulfilling tree (Kalpavriksha) for human welfare, bestowing rewards such as liberation from sins upon humanity.

O Akhilandeshwari, I bow to You, who are the sanctuary of Mahesh, the creator of the entire world, radiant with fragrant pastes applied to your limbs, having a waist so slender that it creates doubt whether it exists or not, intent on worshipping the Shivalinga, holding a citron fruit in your lotus hand, and possessing a delicate creeper-like body adorned with various captivating ornaments.

O Akhilandeshwari, I bow to You, whose lotus feet are worshipped by a spider and an elephant, who are united with Shiva, the destroyer of foes, seated upon the bindu-pitha of the Shrichakra marked with the seed mantra 'Kleem', praised as the embodiment of 'Kleem', dwelling in the abode of Shiva covered by spider webs, and the Mahadevi who granted liberation to the king who was a spider in a previous life.

O Akhilandeshwari, I bow to You, who are the unique One, dwelling in the peerless ocean of pure consciousness, manifested in solitude, dividing the world into the one and the many, the radiant sovereign Empress under the royal umbrella, with eyes as beautiful and nimble as a deer's, wearing a single strand pearl necklace, and bestowing the eight great siddhis such as Anima.

O Akhilandeshwari, I bow to You, who are seated at the central seat of the 'Aim' seed mantra throne, bestower of the realm of Indra and other gods, possessing a delicate and majestic body like the trunk of the Airavata elephant, praised by Indrani and other divine energies, whose glory is known through the syllable 'Aim' and the Vedas, who confer grandeur by Your mere compassionate glance, and upon whom the entire universe meditates through the 'Aim Aim' mantra.

O Akhilandeshwari, I bow to You, whose lotus feet are worshipped by the single-syllable mantra 'Om', endowed with wonderful splendor and vigor, with red lips like bimba fruit and coral, worshipped by the gurus of all three traditions (divine, siddha, and human), constantly surrounded by a host of celestial nymphs, pervading all creation and purpose, and revered for powerful and majestic speech.

O Akhilandeshwari, I bow to You, possessing beautiful hair scented with fragrant substances like usheera, who delight in the cycle of creation, destroying the power of demons by Your indifference alone, angered only when necessary, whose lotus feet are a mine of benevolence, possessing an incomparable and matchless face, and whose feet remove the distress of devotees to grant closeness to Shiva, the lord of Uma.

O Akhilandeshwari, I bow to You, whose lotus feet are worshipped by chief gods led by Brahma, dark-complexioned like water-laden clouds, her body adorned with hundreds of gem-encrusted ornaments, served by millions of universes, dividing the world into the five elements such as water and ether, having two lotus-like beautiful feet, and the beloved of Lord Shiva, the conqueror of death.

O Akhilandeshwari! I bow to You, who are infinite, worshipped by bowing deities, bringing supreme fortune, appearing extraordinarily beautiful in more than half of Shiva's body, the daughter of the mountain, worshipped through an eight-letter mantra, adorned with hundreds of priceless jewels, bestowing never-ending auspiciousness, and having the sun, moon, and fire as Your three eyes.

O Akhilandeshwari! I bow to You, dwelling on the banks of the Kaveri river, equal to Lakshmi, seated on the left side of Shiva, whose eyes are filled with the nectar of compassion, praised by poets, bestowing beauty like Kamadeva, auspicious, like a wish-fulfilling tree for the dwellers of earth, an ocean of mercy, and wearing earrings as lovely as dark clouds.

O Akhilandeshwari! I bow to You, residing in open places or cities, praised by Shiva holding the khatvanga, beyond the boundaries of small and large, worshipped by birds and sunbeams, wielding a sword, bestowing boons on the sun god, praised by birds, shining like millions of suns and fireflies, adorned with the crescent moon on Your head, and wandering in the sky.

O Akhilandeshwari! I bow to You, whose deep navel is like a whirlpool in the Ganges, whose cheeks are adorned with glittering earrings, adored by Gandharvas, Asuras, Siddhas, and Kinnaras, anointed with the finest fragrant paste, dwelling in the midst of a deep ocean of nectar, supremely serene and patient, and united with Shiva who bears the high waves of the Ganges on His head.

O Akhilandeshwari! I bow to You, the blissful essence of music, bowed to by Lord Shiva (Giriraja), worshipped by lovers of song, delighting in music, whose fame is sung, served by Saraswati and Lakshmi, granting boons to speech and wealth, dwelling on the king of mountains Himalaya, worshipped by celestials, who are song itself and captivating in melody, and the daughter of the mountain.

O Akhilandeshwari! I bow to You, who are hidden, deeply mysterious, bestower of boons on Kartikeya, wearing bright jasmine flowers, attainable through secret spiritual practice, whose limbs are adorned, wearing beautiful pearl necklaces, dwelling at the heel/foundation, the temple of virtues, the supreme Guru, whose anklets tinkle, the ultimate meaning of mystery, and praised by great preceptors.

And I bow to You, who destroyed formidable demons with the fierce sound of Your bell, who are like a dark cloud, with sun, moon, and fire as Your eyes, who pacify agony, destroy the roar of terrible demons, vanquish sins, and are like a cloud of compassion.

O Akhilandeshwari! I bow to You, bestower of the four goals of life (Dharma, Artha, Kama, Moksha), whose character is pure, who are beyond the ferocious form of Chamunda, whose lotus feet are established in the Shrichakra, whose face is moon-like, who are Chandika, the soul of the moon, Vishnu, and the entire moving and unmoving universe, wearing swinging earrings, and fascinating Lord Shiva with Your playful eyes.

O Akhilandeshwari! I bow to You, adorned with the moonlight of Your sacred smile that removes all flaws, illuminated by Shiva, around whose neck hang ornaments swaying to the rhythm of Vedic meters, beautified by prosody, whose eyes are the sun, fire, and moon, the dawn that dispels deep darkness, and who abide in the supreme splendor of the Vedas.

O Akhilandeshwari! I bow to You, who are the treasure at the foot of the Jambu (rose-apple) tree, praised by Vishnu, respected by Indra, the beautiful wish-fulfilling creeper of Jambudvipa, holding the Ganges on Your head, removing birth, disease, and old age, the embodiment of water, adorned with golden ornaments, captivating the heart of Jambunatha (Shiva), and praised by all people.

O Akhilandeshwari! I bow to You, who bathe in pure cascades driven by strong wind breezes, around whose hair bees hover, who instantly grant swift intellect, adorned with jingling ornaments, at whose lotus feet sound melodious instruments, and who are praised through the tunes of cymbals, drums, and flutes.

O Akhilandeshwari! I bow to You, the boat to cross the ocean of knowledge and bliss, the embodiment of wisdom, both knowledge and that which is to be known, granting knowledge to the ignorant who worship Your feet, the form of both knowledge and ignorance, spreading the light of divine knowledge of Shiva, and bestowing relatives, land, spouse, food, and wealth.

O Akhilandeshwari! I bow to You, whose hands sparkle with weapons like the battle-axe and jewels, whose beautiful face everyone gazes upon eagerly, who destroy demons by hurling arrows with a terrifying roar, showering sweet smiles like a child on a swing, protecting people as Your own children, worshipped through the deep rumble of the damaru, and beautified by the sweet rhythm of musical instruments.

O Akhilandeshwari! I bow to You, whose feet propound the supreme truth, revealing the three tattvas, existing beyond all boundaries of existence, praised by great ascetics, wearing the moon as a crest jewel, like a tender creeper in the ocean of youth, worshipped by Vishnu who bears Garud on his flag, and whose slender body shines with dark radiance like Tamala blossoms.

O Akhilandeshwari! I bow to You, the storehouse of Lord Shiva's love, worshipped by Vishnu, established in complete immutability, establishing all things, carrying out the creation, maintenance, and dissolution of beings across various realms, looking mesmerizing in Your supreme abode, dwelling in the heart of eternal Shiva, unseen by physical eyes, and the fundamental nature of existence and sustenance.

O Akhilandeshwari! I bow to You, bestowing boons on those who follow the path of Dakshinachara, self-controlled and adept, the fountainhead of compassion, serene, whose beautiful teeth captivate onlookers, worshipped by Ganesha, inspiring actions of giving and receiving, the supreme giver, and whose lotus feet remove poverty and spiritual suffering.

I offer my obeisance to Akhilandeshwari, the embodiment of divine knowledge, glowing like the sun, adorned in divine garments, served by celestial maidens, associated with the twice-born, ever ready to grant initiation, radiant, with eyes as sun, moon, and fire, liberator of the distressed and poor, and whose feet are worshipped by the guardians of directions and the space-clad Lord Shiva.

I bow to Akhilandeshwari, who removes all afflictions such as famine, destroys misconduct and sin, whose feet are worshipped by covering goddesses like Durga, dark-complexioned like fresh blades of Durva grass, far beyond difficult scriptures and the mundane mind, transcendent above forms like Durga, and praised by sages like Durvasa.

I offer my obeisance to Akhilandeshwari, who is supremely righteous, daughter of Himalaya the king of mountains, possessing the lustre of rain-clouds, adorned with jasmine and other flowers in her tresses, served by righteousness and virtues, the bestower of shelter for the four goals of life starting with Dharma, worshipped by the three worlds/realms, blessed, and ever dwelling in the hearts of virtuous people.

I bow to Akhilandeshwari, adorned with numerous gems, dark-hued like a fresh water-bearing cloud, beloved of Nataraja Shiva, bearing the moon, residing in the Himalaya mountain, sister of Vishnu whose mount is Garuda, surrounded by various hosts of deities, praised by noble humans, Sovereign Lady of the universe, granter of liberation to mankind, and whose feet are worshipped by the celestial hosts of heaven.

I offer my obeisance to Akhilandeshwari, daughter of Himachala, pervading the Vedas, eternal in nature, stainless, the supreme Mother of the entire universe, worshipped even by night-wanderers, adorned by the moon, fond of dwelling in the Kadamba forest (Niparanya), with eyes like blooming lotuses, sorrowless in nature, and possessing immaculate (Niranjana) feet.

I bow to Akhilandeshwari, the essence of the lotus, lotus-faced, most supreme, both feet worshipped by Lakshmi, seated on a lotus, bestower of excellent charity (or praised by gods), worshipped by Brahma, with a lotus-like countenance, aiding those striving for the higher realm, adorned with the Panchakshari mantra, free from partiality and dualities, and the supreme embodiment of Shiva.

I offer my obeisance to Akhilandeshwari, whose eyes are like the petals of a full-blown lotus, possessing a captivating face adorned with a crescent-shaped forehead, seated amidst the dance of the wives of hissing serpent kings, the inner essence and majesty of the subhashitas (wise sayings) of scholars, radiant with the clarity of crystal, and granter of boons to the serpent king.

I bow to Akhilandeshwari, appearing as a young maiden, possessing infinite valor, assuming manifold forms, with lips red as tender sprouts, glowing like the rising sun, praised by countless beings, shining with the ornament of the young moon, having a red body like the Bandhuka flower, bearing multiple universes within Her womb, and whose feet are worshipped by Brahma, Agastya, and Indra.

I offer my obeisance to Akhilandeshwari, whose attributes transcend thought and speech, the Goddess of Speech, worshipped by Shiva, the primordial source of all existence, destroying the disease of worldly transmigration, auspicious, remover of fear, magnificent, whose feet are worshipped by the fortunate and noble, half-body of Shiva who holds the Ganges, and whose feet are worshipped by Shiva who has the sun and moon as his eyes.

I bow to Akhilandeshwari, the very embodiment of Maya, served by Kamadeva, emerald-green in complexion, beautiful and pure, free from illusion and delusion, adorned with gem-studded ornaments, deeply captivating, bestowing boons upon great sages who have transcended Maya, wearing ruby armlets, beautified with garlands, and appearing as Matangi, the daughter of Sage Matanga.

I offer my obeisance to Akhilandeshwari, whose eyes are the sun, fire, and moon, brilliant like the sun, with restless and beautiful eyes like fish (Meenakshi), whose feet are far beyond the minds of those with false knowledge, worshipped by Kamadeva (Makaradhvaja), glorified by all scriptures like Mimamsa, ever ready to bestow delicious food (Annapurna), resplendent like the sun, and praised by the sun and fire.

I bow to Akhilandeshwari, the enchanting beauty, consort of Shiva who holds the young moon, the true meaning of the fundamental Agama scriptures, eternally liberated, whose feet are worshipped by Ganesha whose mount is a mouse, worshipped by the Trinity (Brahma, Vishnu, Shiva), residing in the Muladhara chakra, with a gentle smile on her lotus face, the granter of liberation, pleased in heart by mudras (gestures of devotion), and praised by sages.

I offer my obeisance to Akhilandeshwari, the embodiment of sacrifice, bestower of the fruits of Yajna, praised by Yamaraja (or self-restrained ascetics), worshipped by Kubera, destroyer of diseases like consumption, beloved of Shiva who destroyed even Death (Yama), worshipped by Yagyeshwara Vishnu, seated upon the Yantra (Shrichakra), worshipped by renunciates, adorned with the Shrichakra ornament established by the ascetic (Shankaracharya), and praised by all mystic powers such as Yakshinis.

I bow to Akhilandeshwari, the divine beauty, bestower of supreme boons upon Sri Rama, filled with artistic grace and rasa, worshipped with lotus leaves or flowers, possessing the radiance of the full moon, whose feet are worshipped by Lakshmi, bowed to by king of kings, enchanting, dwelling on the peak of the silver mountain (Kailash), praised by Kamadeva the husband of Rati, and easily attainable by those with pure minds free from attraction and aversion.

I offer my obeisance to Akhilandeshwari, the ocean of beauty, with a third eye on Her forehead, worshipped by Lambodara Ganesha, whose two lotus feet are reddened with lac dye, adorned with long and beautiful curly tresses, praised by Sri Rama the enemy of Ravana the lord of Lanka, creating and dissolving the cosmos, the beloved praised by Vishnu the husband of Lakshmi, and possessing a waist as beautiful and slender as a barely visible ripple.

O Goddess worshipped by Saraswati (Vani), whose lotus feet are revered by Vishnu, worshipped by Vagdevi, the primordial among powers such as Vama, daughter of the king of mountains, the soul of energies like Vama, the root essence of the siddhi of fascination and attraction, fond of the sound of musical instruments, bestower of boons on Brahma and Indra, O Akhilandeshwari! I offer my homage to You.

O embodiment of tranquility, beloved of Shankara, wearing the digit of the moon, slender-waisted, dark-complexioned, dispeller of grief by removing doubts, worshipped by Indra, moon-faced, embodiment of power (Shakti), worshipped by Kartikeya, revered by Kubera and sages, the essence of Sharada, versed in Agamas like the Shaiva Agamas, whose wealth is peace itself, O Akhilandeshwari! I offer my homage to You.

O Goddess who has traversed the six chakras, the embodiment of the six-lettered mantra, the inner soul of the thirty-six elements, dwelling in the inner sanctum of the six lotus chakras, praised by the six-faced Kartikeya, worshipped in the Shatkona yantra, granter of boons to Kartikeya (Shatvaktra), Ganesha (Dvipavaktra), and Sri Rama, adorable through the six granthis, beloved of Shiva the source of six divine powers, O Akhilandeshwari! I offer my homage to You.

O fulfiller of all desires, served by devotees possessing virtuous qualities and noble intellect, adorned with all ornaments, embodiment of Sadashiva, bestower of prosperity, the eternal witness, residing in the syllable 'Sa', with lotus-like eyes, firm breasts, granting direct divine realization, bestower of boons upon all worlds, O Akhilandeshwari! I offer my homage to You.

O Goddess whose feet are worshipped through the singing of Gandharvas like Haha and Huhu, peerless, adorned with necklaces, whose cosmic grandeur is illuminated by the play of the supreme swan (Paramahamsa), the primary sprout of the 'Ham' seed mantra, abiding in the letter 'Ha', residing in the elephant forest (Hastivana/Jambukeswaram), revered by Hari, Hara, Brahma, and Indra, holding a state beyond the vital breath (Hamsa), characterized by the syllable 'Ha', O Akhilandeshwari! I offer my homage to You.

O embodiment of the 'Lam' seed mantra, holding a staff (Lakula), with a delicate creeper-like body, worshipped through the syllable 'La', whose glory is beautified by the 'Lam' seed, the form of 'Kleem', O Supreme Goddess who, seeing the gods terrified when poison emerged during the churning of the ocean, prompted Shiva to stop or drink the poison! O Akhilandeshwari! I offer my homage to You.

O Shivaa, daughter of the king of mountains, whose compassionate glance determines the supreme marks of rulers of the earth, who reside in the southern region protecting living souls, and who possessed the fortitude to witness the destruction of Daksha's sacrifice by three-eyed Shiva! Please forgive these humble words of praise from me.

Thus ends this hymn, which serves as an ornament for the lotus feet of Parvati, the daughter of the king of mountains.