The Supreme Mystery that awakens the mind,
The root of ev’ry syllable and word,
The fount of joy in glorious music,
The rhythm in dance that’s full of life;
The magic in numbers, the wonder in symbols,
The spark of knowledge, the flash of insight;
The wisdom in books and the beauty in arts:
All this is Sarasvati in Indic vision.
Her I recall every morn,
Meditate upon ‘fore the day unfolds.
To her I offer my homage special
With a prayer of a distant age:
jñAnam dehi, smritam dehi,
vidhyAm vidhyAdhi devate
pratishtam kavitam dehi,
shaktim sishya prabodhikAm.
Give me wisdom, give me mem’ry,
Goddess, Source of Knowledge wide.
Make me steadfast, give me poetry,
Give me the power, students to guide!
Notes: We use words to talk. We enjoy music. We play with numbers. All these are nice, because they make us happy. How can we say Thanks for these enriching experiences? nIn the Hindu framework, there is a Goddess who gives us words and language and music and numbers. That Goddess is Sarasvati.
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