Hanuman

On the full moon day of Chaitra

You were born to Anjana
The beloved son of Pavanadeva
You appeared a vanara

As soon as you were born you
Could jump just like Lord Pavana
You were hungry so you leapt up high
And tried to eat the sun

But Indra became angry
And hurled his thunderbolt
You fell upon a mountain peak
The left side of your jaw broke

Lord Vayu held you in his lap
Lord Brahma, in his arms
The devas blessed you with their gifts
Which added to your charms

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Hanuman, the wind-god's powerful son
Hanuman, eternal servant of Rama
Hanuman, your pastimes are so sweet
Your whole life is an offering
To Sri Rama's lotus feet

As a trusted minister to Sugriva
You were sent by him to see
Who were the two young warriors
Who had come to his country

You assumed the form of a brahmana-man
And asked Them who They were
Laksmana replied, "We are sons of
Dasaratha, the emperor.

We've come in search of Sita-devi
The wife of my brother Rama
We were told that Sugriva could help us!"
He explained with folded palms

You assumed your massive monkey form
So eager to please Rama
You offered to carry Them to Sugriva
Upon your mighty arms

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