O Moon of Shrāvana, how auspicious you are!
Adore the crest of Mahādeva, you do always.
In this holy month of feasts and fasts,
Grace me with your calm, O Moon of Shrāvana.
Wait, I do, anxiously for your arrival,
To pour those nourishing rains onto the earth.
Take away those pangs and those pains,
Which bind me ever so, and clear the path,
That straight path to the Infinite One;
Your very Bearer, your very Lord.
Be ever so graceful to all, O Moon of Shrāvana!
|| ॐ नमः शिवाय ||
© 2007, Agnideva