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In plain words
May the soft smile rays of Kāmākṣī, shy when she looks at Dakṣa's slayer and sworn to mock the moonbeams, make my words rich with the skill of honey, jaggery and grapes, and may they wash my mind clean enough to see the subtle path of mokṣa.
Word for word
Of Kāmākṣī the soft-smile-ray-masses toward Dakṣa's ender in looking shyness-seized, moon-ray-mocking-vow-sprouts, skill may make abundant honey-jaggery-grape-born in words my, subtle liberation-path to see also may wash the mind.