Fish-eyed Goddess of Madurai
Wedded handsome Sundareswar, in stone,
Brother Vishnu looked on indulgently
Angry Rudra, performing his cosmic death-dance,
Has to be pacified by blobs of butter
Hurled at his petrified body
Two rupees a piece.
Images of a bygone era haunt
Moustachioed gods and nubile goddesses
Stare down from their rocky perches.
As the Mysore invaders were closing in
Feisty battle – cries of the Madurai soldiers
Filled the palace air with patriotic fervor
At night the Pandyan king's lofty-pillared palace
Resonated with wronged Kannagi's curses
Lotus-shaped Madurai city,
The city of divine nectar
Spilled from Shiva's matted locks,
Has lived through Time for three thousand years.