The Abode of all Arts!

Oh! My Goddess, Saraswathy,

People pray for your sympathy.

You are the abode of all Arts,

 And fill comeliness in world-parts.

 

Oh! Mother goddess, you are my light,         

And lead me always to a path right.

The ignorance of mine, off, you wipe

 And alert me to facts of all types.

 

Be kind to be with me always,

To tide over all my troubling hurdles. 

Bless me, my mistress, as I place

Here my prayers, for your embrace.

 

Brighten you my mind’s dark side  

And strengthen me, when I’m timid,

Endow me with the knowledge I need,

And clear my word, free from weed.

 

To me, you are always merciful, 

You teach me the needed morals,

And you are in my heart’s essence,

Offering me the aesthetic sense.

      

In my throat, as my voice, you remain

And you stay as memory in my brain.

In my pen, you may linger as ideas,

And help me adhere to good ideals.

 

O, Devi, bless and boost  my morale,

To improve and progress my profile.

Lift me if a downfall, I do have;

Lend me to hold, your holy hand.

 

 You fill in me all calm and peace,

So, I find a place in you, placid.

Oh! My Lady, you make no foul

And thou art my very spirit and soul.