Jai Sri Ram,
An alter was prepared in accordance with the Vedic rituals and women chanted charming festal strains, a divinely beautiful throne with the images of a pair of lions for its arms were placed on the altar, being a handwork of the creator himself, it beggared description,
Bowing his head to the Brahmans and calling to his mind his master, the lord of Raghus, Shiv took his seat on the throne, the great sages then sent for Uma, who was brought in by her girl companions richly adorned,
All the gods were enraptured at her beauty, what poet in the world could describe such loveliness, recognizing in her the mother of the universe and spouse of Shiva, the divinities mentally bowed to her, the perfection of beauty that Bhavani was could not be adequately praised even with millions of tongues,
The superb beauty of the mother of the universe could not be described even with millions of tongues, when the Vedas, Sesa, and Sarada shrink abashed, of what account is dull-witted Tulsidasa, Mother Bhavani, the mind of beauty, walked to the middle of the pavilion, where shiva was, out of shyness She couldn't gaze on her Lord's lotus feet, although her heart was fixed thereon like a bee,
May Lord bless all,
Thanks, please
