When I become fully aware of the deficiencies of my intelligence and strength, you illuminate me as you illuminate everything in every world. You are valiant and brave, good sense and wisdom attend to you - as I would. Your light dispels the darkness upon me. Your hair is golden, your clothes are beautiful; you wear earrings and have curly hair! You carry the vajra as your weapon, flag is victory itself! Upon your shoulder is the sacred thread of authority: lead and command me! You are the favorite of Shiva, with your vast influence every world propriates you. Virtuous, fully accomplished, the treasury of all Dharma, you are ready to serve Rama! You are the best listener, always listening to the stories of Rama, your heart is filled with what Rama lived and stood for. You will therefore always be dear to him, to Sita and Laxman. You spoke to Sita with humility, you boldly burned Lanka to the ground! You brought the medicine to heal Laxman, and Rama embraced you with gratitude, calling you his brother. Of all your glories, your greatest was earning this embrace. Death, Wealth and the Directions vie for your favor, offering you whatever you desire. When you were young, you leapt to the sky and seized the sun, thinking it was merely fruit; you leapt across the ocean to Lanka. The burden of any worldly task to you is light work. You are the doorkeeper of Rama. Every world trembles at your battle cry! Evil flees even at the mention of your name. Crisis resolves itself at the mention of your name. Master of the Siddhis and Nidhis, you will always be the servant to Rama, a symbol of his auspiciousness. You grant contentment itself. You are the master of all sensation. Reside a while in my heart, let me become fully aware of you?