Who Should Be Worshiped

On the sidelines I sit,

So by criticism won’t be hit.

 

In my nature to be silent,

On others efforts to be reliant.

 

In field of devotion heroes are the vocal,

Who of unabashed enthusiasm are full.

 

To places far and wide they head,

For glories of Vishnu-bhakti to spread.

 

Absent their efforts where or what would I be?

Sunken in apathy, only ignorance to see.

 

Perhaps type and many words I can write,

But in persuading others in me no might.

 

Strength sourced in preachers with no fear,

To Krishna and to me they are forever dear.

Breaking the Bow

Muni following,

To Janakpur He gets,

On raising Shiva’s bow His sights are set.

 

Many princes there,

To lift the bow they try,

But only Shri Rama bounds of logic to defy.

 

With full strength,

From heaven sent,

To marry beloved Sita only Shri Rama is meant.

 

Bow in hand,

Torn asunder,

Spell of transcendental charm all are under.

 

Sita and Rama’s coming together most beautiful tale,

Their glories the Vaishnavas saints always to hail.

Her Beaming Face

Her face like a moon so bright,

For Krishna most beloved sight.

 

Enchanted by her complexion so fair,

Like a Chakora at her face to stare.

 

Amazing indeed is Shri Radha’s effect,

Height of devotion her mood to reflect.

 

From devotion only Shyamasundara’s heart won,

In such area like Radharani there are none.

 

If in sincerity her blessings you seek,

Treasure of Krishna-bhakti you’ll keep.

Best Brother in the World

When arrives the time for sleep,

Instead attention for another to keep.

 

The same for when arriving time to eat,

At mealtime awaits patiently at his seat.

 

Eating or sleeping Rama first he must see,

Only then to act is Lakshmana free.

 

This is his vow personally adopted,

For service to Rama in life he opted.

 

Younger’s stature this superior makes,

Supreme delight from him Rama takes.

 

Their mutual love melts my heart too,

Lakshmana, the best brother this world ever knew.

Immeasurable Strength

Armed with immeasurable strength,
For Rama ready to go any length.

After plight of King Sugriva he told,
On shoulders Rama and Lakshmana to hold.

To reach Lanka leaping through air,
To find princess of beauty so fair.

With the wicked Rakshasas he fought,
Hint of their future demise he brought.

From strength in devotion highest stature to earn,
Sita and Rama’s welfare his only concern.

The Two-Sided Weapon

That Rama shoots arrows know,

Towards His enemies they go.

 

But His servants also fly,

When in aiding Rama they try.

 

They carry weapon that is two-sided,

Like when Rama in Hanuman confided.

 

Like an arrow through wind shot,

To shores of Lanka Hanuman got.

 

Pain for Rakshasas sent,

But also to Sita he went.

 

He carried Rama’s message with strength,

To please the Lord he’ll go to any length.

 

 

Sweetest Sounds

Wherever he goes name of Narayana he chants,

Forget the Supreme Lord Narada Muni can’t.

 

Because boasting of singing prowess so bold,

To visit Hanuman one time he was told.

 

In Mahavira’s cave sounds never before heard,

Transcendental emotions in Narada stirred.

 

Great respect for Ramadutta he earned,

Of Sankat Mochan’s singing ability he learned.

 

Shri Hanuman, why keep those sounds from me?

I’m in need of your help, can’t you see?

 

Whether here or not, you I will not forget,

For on honoring you my heart is set.

 

 

Invest With Confidence

From Sugriva he passed every test,

And Rama with him hopes to invest.

 

Before entry into Lord’s camp he got,

In Hanuman’s words Vibhishana took stock.

 

Later Hanuman came to Lakshmana’s rescue,

So why don’t you trust him too?

 

A courageous savior like him there are none,

Invest in him for your worries to be done.

 

Chant holy names through his leadership,

And then the sweet nectar of devotion sip.

 

 

Hearing About Hanuman

To communicate eloquently you worry,

So to write so much you’re in a hurry.

 

What new idea will I come up with today?

The same thing in a new way let me say.

 

To compile so much why care?

Just relax and pull up a chair.

 

Hear only one line of his communication,

And watch your worry’s elimination.

 

So much available to you,

His words, thoughts and deeds too.

 

The best is to hear from Tulsidas praise,

Because in his heart Hanuman always stays.

 

In Hanuman’s triumphs rejoice,

And then improved will be your voice.

 

 

No Room For Nervousness

Nervous I always do get,

When in foreign territory my feet set.

 

When what to expect I don’t know,

The nervousness starts to grow.

 

In worst place Hanuman placed his feet,

Like home of Rakshasas unfamiliar with defeat.

 

How could he maintain his steady breath?

Knowing that at any corner instant death.

 

Love for Sita and Rama, that is how,

Worship that Hanuman, today and now.