O lotus eyed! O slayer of worries! Please shower Your blessing on me and take a look on this destitute.
You have a blue-lotus like body and You are like bumble-bee for the lotus like heart of Lord Shiva, the slayer of Kamdev.
You are the slayer of the pride and group of demons and You provide bliss to saints and soft-hearted persons.
You crush sins and You are like cloud for the farmer-like priests and saints. You provide shelter to the shelterless.
Your strength is immeasurable, You reduce the weight on earth by slaying sinners, and You absolved the grief due to Khar, Dushan, and Viradha (demons).
You slayed Ravan, You are total bliss, and You are best among the kings. I sing glory of You, O bumble-bee of the lotus-like dynasty of Dashrath.
Your glory is sung by Purana, Veda, Upanishad, saints, demi-gods, and priests alike.
You are the ultimate abode of mercy, You are perfect, You slay pride within us, and You are flawless in every way, O ornation of Kaushalya.
Your name is purges away the dirt present in Kaliyuga and destroys bondage; Tulsidasa, the poet, takes refuge in You.
Poet: Gosvami Tulsidas
© Stutimandal 2006, Mar 24.