Legend may say this and that
We can not question but
The imprudent brain ever indiscreet
How to be taught of the omnipresent
A way God thought
To curse times and times His consort
An act of destined pretext
Repercussions of mockery at Shiva irked His fret
Cursed Akilandeshwari to abide onto a water resort
Clenched aqua-lingam (Appulingam) Her divine sort
Under a jamun tree all set
Worshipped Akilandeshwari Her spouse staunch, devout
Pleased Jambukeshwar on abode Hers to retreat
Miracles are legendarily possible
So too Appulingam of icicle
And He is the God bountiful
Such so ubiquitous water too godly plentiful
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
om namah sivaaya............ the universe moves with the cosmic dance of nataraja......