Umayal goes to the
shrine where Shiva
resides.
Draped in red kurai pudavai
intricately woven with motifs
of peacock she is astounding.
Bejewelled and decked with flowers.
Umayal looks gorgeous,
like a bride.
Rag kalyani flows with a flourish,
the melam exponents play thani avaartana,
with such vigour,
the jathis spurt and jump. with a force
rhythmic and rejuvenating, Shivacharyas
perform the aarathi,
Shiva and Umayal enter the palliyarai,
the private chamber, where milk
and fruits are placed in golden plates.
The doors closes to exceptional
rendition of rag Neelamabri.,
a bliss to hear, tranquillity reigns.
Meenas Poems 