You are the storehouse
of virtue and wisdom,
free from vanity, unborn,
omnipresent, passionless!
Indescribable is the glory
and might of your arms,
they exterminate
the hordes of the wicked.
(Wisdom up on reading
Ramayana, Lanka Kanda) .
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