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I praise the ruler of Gaṇa, Who is the son of Īśāna (Śiva), Who appears pleasing with the sounds of joyful swinging small bells across His body, Whose lotus-feet is trembling to the dance of Tāṇḍava in rebellious ways, and Who has a snake-garland shining over His belly.
I praise the ruler of Gaṇa, Who is the son of Īśāna (Śiva), Whose face is joyous while hearing the sounds coming out from lute-strings (vīṇā), Who has a sparking trunk-stem and temple, Who has a shiny flow of juice from the trunk-temple, and Who has a trickling garland of fragrant flowers with bumble-bees hovering around.
I praise the ruler of Gaṇa, Who is the son of Īśāna (Śiva), Who is shining like the blood-red color inner new shoots of the china rose (aḍahula) owing to the morning red light, Who has a large (long) belly, Who has a round belly, and Who has single-elephant tusk.
I praise the ruler of Gaṇa, Who is the son of Īśāna (Śiva), Who is adorned by colorful shining garland of diamonds and jewels, Who is adorned at the forehead by streaks of diamond-like moon, Who is like the ornament of those without ornaments, and Who is for the destruction of the world (at the end of Kalpa).
I praise the ruler of Gaṇa, Who is the son of Īśāna (Śiva), Who has elevating creeper like hand which is worthy of sight, Whose forehead is moving to and fro and shining, and Who is served by the fans of shining beautiful damsels.
I praise the ruler of Gaṇa, Who is the son of Īśāna (Śiva), Who has a shining and rough tongue, Who has yellowish corner (pupil) of the eyes, Who takes an incarnation for mercy, comfort and benevolence, and Who is attained by the Yogī that sings His praises.
I praise that Gaṇeśa, Who is the beginning of the universe, Who is pure, Who is free from differences, Who is beyond the qualities, Who is pure bliss, Who is formless, Who is beyond everything, Who is Oṅkāra, Who is the progenitor of Veda (Āmnāya), and Whom eminent Purāṇa sing.
Salutations for Gaṇeśa, Who agglutinates happiness and bliss, Who is peaceful, Who creates and destroys the world, Who has uncountable sportive plays (līlā), and Who is the only enlightenment. O Gaṇeśa, Who is the root of the world, Who is the son of Śiva! Accept my salutes and be happy on me.
Having risen up in the morning, those who study this eulogy with devotion, achieve all the desires in the existent world. They also attain Vāksiddhi (a power in which spoken wishes get fulfilled). When Gaṇeśa is happy, then what can be difficult?.
Poet: Ādi Śaṅkara
Translator: Animesh Kumar
Submitter: Animesh Kumar
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