1
Aren't you Lord Idaimarudur where mansions 
high of learned lot soar up and up in weal!

2
Aren't you the Gem of Grace revealing to all 
Idaimarudur your utmost Temple to feel!

3
Aren't you the Sovereign, Uma in half abiding 
in the slobbering Arjun-Shade of Kayilai hill!

4
Didn't you Manifest to Rudras Eleven of yore,
who in pitch dark prayed you by thy Will!

5
Aren't you Conscious Lumen Linga 
aglow in Uma's eye for Her long askesis!

6
Aren't you Cool Mercy Main to self-adore
for all to hail thee Sovereign sui generis!

7
Aren't you graceful ambrosia to ennoble 
a crow on Arjun perch into gold and bless!

8
Aren't you Ens Primordial for Ganapathi 
to hail thee Supremo with Cobra to hiss!

9
Didn't you cleanse the angst of Sage Romasa
reckoning his lone askesis once!

10 
Aren't you in wait for worship by thumbsize 
Agastya to ger back from TiruveNkAdu!

11
Oh, you Kalpaka, taking the eye-lotus of Maal 
who trod on Maavali's head for the third!

12
Aren't you the Beauty-ghat for sinners sad 
to dip in Tishyam, and get rid of  all woe!

13
Aren't you Meru true to take the Love in troth
of Varagun of South as he handed her to you!

14
Isn't love cane sweet amid pure heart-lotus
called maternal compassion by the rest!

15
Aren't you honey, ambrosia sweet, succulent 
fruit, or Hill born Parvati's High Being divine!

16
Aren't you Gem Benevolent to boon and undo 
Sin of brahminicide and save the repentant!

17
Aren't you the Giver glad to hear Poompukar
Pillaiyaar's recital of triple gem lace of verse!

18
Aren't you Chinta Gem to grace holy ash for
they that step in and around your corridors!

19
Aren't you Deific crest jewel to close moronic 
tongues that bable to negate divinity!

20
Didn't you walk in Kamalalayam to Paravai's
irking your ruddy feet for thy devout friend!

21
Are Heavens, Nether Worlds and Regents 
of airts eight gathered to behold thy askesis!

22
Aren't you the Andhana taking Sundara slave 
with a scroll in the adorned Wedding Hall!

23
Didn't you as crest jewel of preceptor'neath 
Kuruntu tree, take him that hailed your feet!

24
Didn't you wed Mandaakini in matted crest to 
contain her for worlds atremble down below!

25
Caned by Southern King didn't you prove 
your Immanent Ens express in all life!

26
Beaten by Vijayan's Gaandeeva in the wood 
didn't you give him infallible Paasupatam!

27
For all to know the chaste Tamil tongue 
didn't you stay in the midst of Sangam Poets!

28
Aren't you the fair eyed to dance on Ponni's 
banks that grace the lands fertile thereon!

29
Aren't you the Flame Sivam, nectar sateless, 
Main of grace to wipe out all our woes!

30
Aren't you the giant gem abiding in Arjun tree 
shade averting the angst of servitors devout!