śrī mātaṅgī stotra puṣpāñjaliḥ (Sri Matangi Stotra Pushpanjali)

Thirty verses offered as a handful of flowers, and the first of them places the reader before it begins to praise: I take refuge in the jewel island in the middle of the ocean of nectar. From there the hymn works inward through the furniture of the Shrividya rather than through the story of the goddess. One verse asks the five flower-arrows to guard the heart and names them in order — the one that makes flee, the one that angers, the one that binds, the one that bewilders, and fifth the one that maddens. The last verse turns the title back on itself, calling the reciters a swarm of bees and what they bring a handful of flowers laid before the daughter of Matanga.