Ma! Thy Effulgent Form is Infinite Beauty Personified,
Th’ Divine Lotus whose fragrance felt by Yogis, Omnipresent,
Yogis humming, “Om Om Om” know it to be th’ most blessed,
May I be the blessed Yogi Swan at Thy Holiest Lotus Feet.

Ma, the lotus bloomed in the lake named Manasorvar,
Permeated its fragrance enticing the Swans around.
An’ the bees came to relish its honey from far and far,
Alas! Its life-span is short, its dependency is burdened.

Ma, the lotus dependent on life giving Sun’s light,
Has no charm on its own, nay its existence evanescent,
An’ th’ lives of bees are endangered when at dusk,
Th’ blind lotus closes its petals leaving the bees’ lives at risk.

Ma! Thy Effulgent form is Infinite Beauty Personified,
Th’ Divine Lotus whose fragrance felt by Yogis, Omnipresent,
The Yogis humming, “Om Om Om” know it to be th’ most blessed,
May I be the blessed Yogi Swan at Thy Holiest Lotus Feet.

— Sridhar