April daily poetry celebration has begun. Today, on day 1 of the most exciting event of the year we'll pray Maa Saraswati for bestowing me one poem every day.
Hindu pujas follow rituals known as Sankalpa of performing puja, Avahan to deities, the main puja prayers, and hymns and finally Visarjan of the invited deities.
Sankalpa is the pledge that I am going to perform this puja for the purpose of achieving my desires mentioned in the Sankalpa like success, knowledge or wealth.
Avahan is inviting the respective deities to accept the puja I am going to perform and grant me the wishes I expressed in Sankalpa.
The main puja includes offering flowers, Kumkum, Naivedyam (offering food specially prepared for the deity), prayer, hymn, and once all the rituals are performed Visarjan is bidding farewell to the invited deity.
Sankalpa is another form of the determination of the mind that I am going to give my best possible efforts to accomplish my goal.
And prayer to God is to stay motivated to walk the path towards success and for the success to my efforts.
The puja, today, is in the form of Poetry and the God is in our temple of blogging.
Mother Goddess Saraswati is the Goddess of arts and intellect. So, I'll begin with the prayer to Maa Saraswati.
Our prayer has the rituals of puja as the invitation, praise, and prayer. Visarjan is not included here because we do not want Maa Saraswati to leave our blog after the celebration of poetry month. It's the prayer for permanent her Sthapana (establishing her) in our blog temple.
I invite you, Maa Saraswati,
in the poems my words compose,
Hindu pujas follow rituals known as Sankalpa of performing puja, Avahan to deities, the main puja prayers, and hymns and finally Visarjan of the invited deities.
Sankalpa is the pledge that I am going to perform this puja for the purpose of achieving my desires mentioned in the Sankalpa like success, knowledge or wealth.
Avahan is inviting the respective deities to accept the puja I am going to perform and grant me the wishes I expressed in Sankalpa.
The main puja includes offering flowers, Kumkum, Naivedyam (offering food specially prepared for the deity), prayer, hymn, and once all the rituals are performed Visarjan is bidding farewell to the invited deity.
Sankalpa is another form of the determination of the mind that I am going to give my best possible efforts to accomplish my goal.
And prayer to God is to stay motivated to walk the path towards success and for the success to my efforts.
The puja, today, is in the form of Poetry and the God is in our temple of blogging.
Mother Goddess Saraswati is the Goddess of arts and intellect. So, I'll begin with the prayer to Maa Saraswati.
Our prayer has the rituals of puja as the invitation, praise, and prayer. Visarjan is not included here because we do not want Maa Saraswati to leave our blog after the celebration of poetry month. It's the prayer for permanent her Sthapana (establishing her) in our blog temple.
I invite you, Maa Saraswati,
in the poems my words compose,
in the forms my poems take birth,
in the emotions these forms sing
in the emotions these forms sing
Please arrive, dear Maa, in my poems
My beloved mother,
O mother of letters and languages,
My beloved mother,
O mother of letters and languages,
arts of words and music,
your child's learning to
compose poems, sing your songs
your child's learning to
compose poems, sing your songs
Incarnate yourself in my poems
wearing the white sari,
white flowers in your hand,
being the peace you are,
being the synchronicity
you run through the universe
incarnate yourself in my poems
Move my pen to discover
Stir my emotions to realize
Each step I take, hold my hand
Each mistake I make, correct my hand
Mistaken words or mistaken emotions
I need your correction in my poems
Guide me,
Enlighten me
Dearest Maa
Take me to the apex of
What to write,
how to write,
how to create poems,
I know nothing
The precise distinct existence you design
wearing the white sari,
white flowers in your hand,
being the peace you are,
being the synchronicity
you run through the universe
incarnate yourself in my poems
Move my pen to discover
your blessings in my life,
Stir my emotions to realize
your presence in my heart
Simplify my expressions to flow'em
like your freed waterfalls, from my heart
Quench my thirst for peace
ached in the cycles of births and deaths
Dear Maa, my mind’s searching
for the oasis of peace
The spring of poems
in my deserted mind,
with the stream of purest tranquil thoughts,
the blessing I seek, from you, in my poems
Dear Maa, my mind’s searching
for the oasis of peace
The spring of poems
in my deserted mind,
with the stream of purest tranquil thoughts,
the blessing I seek, from you, in my poems
The rhythm of your love ruling this universe,
impartially showering on all your children,
the blessing I seek, from you, in my poems
the blessing I seek, from you, in my poems
Each step I take, hold my hand
Each mistake I make, correct my hand
Mistaken words or mistaken emotions
I need your correction in my poems
Guide me,
Enlighten me
Dearest Maa
I'm naive,
I'm confused,
I'm distracted,
But you're the same power
uniformly manifested
everywhere
Bless your power in my words, dear Maa
I'm confused,
I'm distracted,
But you're the same power
uniformly manifested
everywhere
Bless your power in my words, dear Maa
Take me to the apex of
enlightenment
where you reside
What to write,
how to write,
how to create poems,
I know nothing
The music you create in nature,
the beauty you create in changing seasons,
the songs you sing with the summer breeze,
The life you infuse in us with
tiny raindrops and thin sunrays
the hope you fill in the blue sky,
your icy touch in the winter cold
the miracle of sunrise you paint every morning,
to marvel the world
Bring them in my poems
the beauty you create in changing seasons,
the songs you sing with the summer breeze,
The life you infuse in us with
tiny raindrops and thin sunrays
the hope you fill in the blue sky,
your icy touch in the winter cold
the miracle of sunrise you paint every morning,
to marvel the world
Bring them in my poems
The precise distinct existence you design
in all of your children
flowers, birds, humans, animals
Bring them in my poems
flowers, birds, humans, animals
Bring them in my poems
You're in all forms
yet no form can define you
Maa Saraswati, grace my poems
yet no form can define you
Maa Saraswati, grace my poems
accept my prayer
grace my poems
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