Candishataka 41

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triśūlakṣatakuharabhuvo lohitāmbhaḥsamudrā rudhirarūpajalasamudrā vastrāyantā-
bhū. utprekṣate-maghavadvajralajānidāne adhavati pāpini . devadviṣi mahiṣe
drāgeva nirvyājadīrghāṃ nindrāṃ maraṇaṃ nīte sati muṣitaruṣo nivṛttakopāyā ata
eva svabhāvaṃ saṃsmarantyā devyāstisṛbhyo dṛgbhyo netrebhyastrayo raktatāyā ārū-
ṇyasya rāśaya iva galitāḥ . krodhābhāvāddevyā netrāṇāṃ raktatvaṃ nivṛttaṃ tadeva
rudhirasamudratvena saṃbhāvitam ..
kālī kalpāntakālākulamiva sakalaṃ lokamālokya pūrvaṃ
paścācchiṣṭe viṣāṇe viditaditisutā lohitā matsareṇa .
pādospiṣṭe parāsau nipatati mahiṣe prākkhabhāvena gaurī
gaurī vaḥ pātu patyuḥ pratinayanamivāviṣkṛtānyonyarūpā ..41..

May the oceans of crimson water, the oceans of water in the form of blood, issuing from the cavities wounded by the trident, protect you! [The poet] imagines: when the foe of the gods, Mahiṣa, who brought shame to Indra's thunderbolt, the wicked sinner, was swiftly led to a sleep that was long without deceit, that is, death, the Goddess's anger was dispelled, her rage ceased; precisely therefore, remembering her own nature, from her three eyes, three piles, as it were, of redness, of ruddy color, flowed away. Because of the absence of anger, the redness of the Goddess's eyes ceased, and that very redness is imagined as oceans of blood.

At first Kālī, beholding the entire world as if agitated at the time of the cosmic dissolution;
then, when his horn was left, realizing he was the son of Diti, red with fury;
and when the buffalo, crushed by her foot, fell lifeless, Gaurī in her original nature—
may Gaurī protect you, revealing contrasting aspects mutually, as if to match each eye of her husband! 41