To top of my list promoted,

Since to Sita and Rama devoted.

As he travelled to Lanka without fear,

Know that to me he is so dear.

As life-giving herb to Lakshmana he brought,

Why on anyone else to spend my thoughts?

Others offense please do not take,

Know that honest confession I make.

No more to be a delay,

This finally to be the day.

Think of Hanuman now I will,

Repeating mantra, discipline to instill.

But after battling tasks of great might,

Too tired to practice at night.

These excuses immediately toss aside,

And innermost desires in Hanuman confide.

Since heroism not to lack,

Could travel to hell and back.

Fearless journey over ocean across,

Then Lanka’s guard aside to toss.

Since of righteousness was so keen,

Not deterred even after debauchery seen.

With sight of Sita victory earned,

Then to Sugriva and Rama returned.

Hell not only brimstone and fire without fade,

Can also be where palaces of crystals inlaid.

With fare of fine wine and dark meat,

Concern only of how to sleep and eat.

To such a place Shri Hanuman went,

By Sugriva and Rama to find Sita was sent.

For such an order so tall,

Upon Hanuman they called.

When in Lanka hopes to drop,

Looked like Hanuman might stop.

Then he did careful review,

That life for devotion he knew.

No pleasure for Lord in retreat,

Ravana to rejoice in that defeat.

With mission to Lanka he was sent,

And so onward with courage he went.

Preferred by Rama, Sita and brother too,

So why not also by you?

Allegiance not hard to show,

To Ramayana’s pages just go.

And at famed pictures have a look,

And see how giant leap he took.

All that for Rama he did,

Your worries too he can rid.

Why have you a difficult time,

In keeping Shri Hanuman in mind?

Is not there so much for you,

Like Ramayana and works of Tulsidas too?

Of the temporary and miserable steer clear,

And remember he whom Rama holds so dear.

In whose hands the Lord’s ring was held,

And by whose might many Rakshasas felled.

Task surely to earn him name,

Well known would be Hanuman the name.

In his journey others would delight,

Memory of Rama just from his sight.

Yet all these not on his mind,

Only on how Sita to find.

With sincerity the mission he took,

Only for Rama’s interest to look.

Idol in pocket, tattoos on the back,

Plaything of those who knowledge do lack.

Of him true is everything you’ve heard,

Of devotion mighty, in resolve undeterred.

To dismiss him as mythology refuse,

Risk not his association to lose.

Chant his name, give up misconceptions bad,

That he’s there to teach devotion be always glad.

If think you bhakti only for the weak,

Example of Hanuman always keep.

Before Rama he remains humble and small,

In serving His interests always standing tall.

Fights off Rakshasas of immense strength,

Crosses ocean of insurmountable length.

Same strength in others he gives,

If in devotion to him they live.