Padukasahasra 27

I take refuge in Śauri's sandal, / which indicates by its own lines / the unwritten Goddess of Speech (the Veda), / and whose beauty cannot be captured in writing.

From rubbing against the jewel-crests of the gods, O golden sandal, / you bear a wonderful mark, the essence of universal sovereignty, / distinct from [the fortune arising from] contact / with the lotus feet of the Lord of Kamalā.

O jewel-sandal, by the array of lines of such a kind / flashing all about you, / the marks of universal sovereignty imprinted / upon the lotus feet of Muravairi have been duplicated.

Through the lines arising from the mouths of the jewelled sea-monsters / in the diadems of the bowing gods, / you truly bear, O sandal, the wondrous mark / of your enjoyment of Śauri's feet.

Under the guise of the lines scratched by the jewels of the gods' crowns, / O sandal, when affixed to the heads of men, / you bring about the accomplishment of the wealth of service to the Destroyer of Naraka, / which is the expiation for the ill-fated lines inscribed by destiny.

The marks of sovereignty, foremost among which are the parasol, / the banner, and the lotus, residing on the surface of His lotus soles, / you make known to people like us, O Goddess, O sandal of Śauri, / through your own distinct lines developed on your upper side.

Bathed, enjoyed for long, and then left / by the auspiciously marked foot of the King of Raṅgam, / you shine forth, O foot-covering, with ever newer lines / adhering to the paste of ornamental sandalwood ointment.

Produced by the rubbing of the millions of crowns / of the lords of the gods who bow repeatedly in devotion, / a certain line on you, O foot-covering, shines with hundreds of streaks, / bearing an authority exceeding even that of Śauri's foot.

O foot-protector, worthy at every step of the special enjoyment / of the supreme person's lotus foot, / you bear natural decorative patterns in the form of lines / visible through exceptional, lovely devotion.

Under the guise of these lines, O foot-guard of Madhujit, / I think that, in order to allay all anxiety of loss during cosmic dissolution, / you bear the manuscript copy / of the Veda.

Thus ends the twenty-seventh section, the Section on the Lines, in the thousand verses on the sandals of the glorious Raṅganātha composed by the glorious Vedāntācārya, the venerable Veṅkaṭanātha, the lion among poets and logicians, the master of all systems.

28. The Section on Good Sayings (10)