Om!
He, who greatly I adore, he, who
highly I revere,
He, who ardently I love and he, who I worship sacredly,
Eliminates the barriers I face,
provides the bliss I yearn for,
Clears the pavement I walk
on, cares the family I belong to,
Grants the wishes I deserve,
blesses with things I crave for,
Fulfills the reveries I dream,
brings the glory I look for,
Impels me to action from inertia,
awakes me to light from dark,
Protects me to shade from heat,
holds me to safety from danger,
Funnels me to courage from
cowardice, leads me to shelter from theft,
Takes me to food from hunger,
keeps me in health from ill health,
Drives me to virtues from vices,
pushes me to alertness from ignorance,
Drags me to serenity from stress,
slides me to glee from glum.
It’s me that prostrates before him;
it is me that bows in front of him,
It’s me that prays for his
presence; it is me that pines for holding his hand.
Oh! My lord, my beloved
Ganesh; of my life, you are the guide
You are my
spirit, you are my soul and you are my energy too.
It is you that
lie here within me and it is you that to destination steer me,
And it is you
that help me cover in completion all my mile stones,
It is you that
through your compassion and concern channel my way.
And it is you that pour in my lap comfort and
peace ample
And it is you
that forgive me, for in plenty own, apathy I may
And it is you that sees me in
slumber comfy, when the day done.
Sarala.
