śrī bālā kavacam

An armour of Bala opening on the fullest description of her in this group: vermilion-faced, like the young red of dawn, her bright hands carrying the rosary, the book, the gesture of fearlessness and the gesture of the boon, seated at the centre of an open lotus, lovely with a faint smile, and — the detail the tradition insists on — ten years old, coloured by the manners of a charming youth. The armour proper then sets the three seeds where they belong: Vagbhava guards the head, Kamaraja the heart, the seed of power the navel, the secret parts and the feet. It closes with the request every kavacha closes with, and which is the honest admission of the form's limits: whatever place has been left unguarded, left out by the armour, guard all of it, goddess.