1343. Our god Rāma who shot cruel arrows from his beautiful bow
at the army of the Rakshasās of Lankā surrounded with oceans
and destroyed them, making their army fly away like cotton in the wind
stays in the temple in Thiruvelliyangudi
surrounded with flourishing fields
where kayal fish that live in the wet mud
glitter after eating ripe banana fruits that have fallen from the trees.
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(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.)