I am the maiden of Himalayas,

the daughter of the mountains

Draped in a fabric of snow

White is my symbol of serenity.

Cradled in the shade of nature,

my mind, body and soul meditate,

on the blue god of poison and tiger skin

My dreams constitute of him who walks with demigods and demons.

I have known him for births, beyond death and time

Thrust asunder from him in every incarnation by cruel fate

But something tells me, this life, love will win,

And thus, I give up all to have him.

Pain coats this hunger for union

Day and night I cry in his memories

My agonies named me as Uma

Yet, I shall forever be his Sati.

There's a fire within, cackling and sparking

It shall engulf all obstacle, destroy to ashes any foe

Austerities of amour strengthen my will

The world shall know this avatar as Brahmacharini, the Yogini of the first Yogi.