Tiruvarunaik Kalampakam 3.40

3.40

We are the Siddhas who turned the sweet herb into gold for the Lord of Aruṇai
who granted us his feet, and dispensed the final medicine spoken of
to end the disease of hunger of the celestials!
O sir, is there a fistful of cooked rice, or at least porridge?
By the sacred oath of Mādhavan, without any medicine
we can turn all elephants into golden mountains!
Flawlessly, we can hide a serpent and turn it into a woman;
we can rub iron and convincingly make it into gold!”