965. At night, when darkness deepens,
And the caves of the mountains grow heavy with gloom,
Ravenous serpents let out long yawns from shadowed dens.
In the lower folds of the Himalayas,
Where wild groves embrace the slopes,
The gods, along with Brahma, come in reverence,
Calling Him Paramapurushane (O Supreme One), Adi Moolame (O Primal Source)
And “The One hued like a cool raincloud.”
They stand in awe and praise His feet,
That wondrous One who grants refuge.
Go, O heart, and reach Thiruppirithi!
Word by Word (WBW) meaning
(The words may be rearranged to facilitate conversion from poetry to prose (Aṉvayam). Please read the meanings (in black) continuously to form the sentence and understand the simplified meaning based on the Divyārtha Dīpikai for the verse.)
In the sacred abode of Thiruppiridhi, nestled within the mighty himavān mountain, one finds a landscape of profound spiritual significance. The inner gardens, agan pozhil, are so lush and dense that they perpetually obstruct the sun's rays, creating an environment where night appears to reign without the interruption of day. As the cause—the impenetrable canopy—remains