Guru Dhyanam-1

My shut eyes visualize northward A colossal form of a banyan tree Wide shade of its solemn canopy Bearing a Guru facing southward His eyes half-shut shimmering Like a crescent, glow spreading His mercy, His grace, His might His haloed face I wonder at Overflown the zing of His grace Fiercely out from Him to blaze His radiance on to a golden bright My mind settles at His mien and might His right fist shows a gesture, Chinmudra..in touch the thumb and forefinger For aeons preaching the oneness Of finite and infinite in wholeness His resting left foot forming a semi lap Stately chinmudra further scoring up Revealed is His majestic cognized-self To His silent preaching I submit myself Unto His right foot stamping the demon I stoop to pardon so ignorant The codex in His left hand.. The cosmic laws all in one bound Lord of the south Dakshinamoorthy Guru to Brahma's sons most worthy The beacon-light He is Entrusted, enlightened one's life is To His holy providence I prostrate His rudraksha-mala in my heart Countlessly numbers its akshas Blessed, I give my salutations In obeisance along with oblations There is my still unfound intelligence Clouded densely with ignorance In the core of my offerings Just a drop of Guru's effulgence As I prostrate on me falls I'm then cleared out of my nescience My shut eyes will open to realise Creation and illumination symbolised Drum and fire depicted Upper hands presage generation and regeneration Lower hands preach self realization.. Opened up is my conscience To merge with His omniscience To that esteemed Guru of venerable cognition Prostrations, humble prostrations