Dearest beloved Father, Sri Siva
Dearest beloved Mother, Sri Parvati
May I be your son Ganesh,
who replaced his ego with the Elephant head,
May I be your Nataraj, the dancing god
who shapes your song of ever Silence sh-sh-sh
who comes as a butterfly to the Fleur-de-Lis flavor of your gate
who sticks to you as hard as a needle to a magnet
to rebirth, to transform, to transcend his own fate
To untangle every knot, every grandhi of Maya's net
sitting unmoved - enduring the Fight
dancing out the divine traceries of Light
holding by mind-trunk the chain of "I - I",
cutting off vasanas and follow the Heart's Eye,
to be-come Atman - the “I”