बावरो रावरो नाह भवानी। दानि बड़ो दिन देत दये बिनु, बेद-बड़ाई भानी॥ १॥ निज घरकी बरबात बिलोकहु, हौ तुम परम सयानी। सिवकी दई संपदा देखत, श्री-सारदा सिहानी॥ २॥ जिनके भाल लिखी लिपि मेरी, सुखकी नहीं निसानी। तिन रंकनकौ नाक सँवारत, हौं आयो नकबानी॥ ३॥ दुख-दीनता दुखी इनके दुख, जाचकता अकुलानी। यह अधिकार सौंपिये औरहि, भीख भली मैं जानी॥ ४॥ प्रेम-प्रसंसा-बिनय-ब्यंगजुत, सुनि बिधिको बर बानी। तुलसी मुदित महेस मनहिं मन, जगत-मातु मुसुकानी॥ ५॥
Your lord is mad, O Bhavani. A mighty donor, he gives day after day without deliberation, taking delight in the Veda's praise of generosity. (1) Look at the depletion of your own house - you are supremely wise. Seeing the wealth Shiva has handed away, honored Sharada sighs. (2) On the foreheads of those paupers my writing left no sign of happiness; he restores their honor, while I am left to lose face. (3) Suffering and poverty are distressed by their distress, and beggary itself is agitated. Give this office to someone else; I have decided that begging is better. (4) Hearing Brahma's excellent speech, joined with love, praise, humility and irony, Mahesha rejoiced inwardly, says Tulsi, and the Mother of the World smiled. (5)