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In the arms of Shiva

This devotional piece is a loose adaptation of the revered "Deh Shiva Bar Mohe Ih" composition, reimagined for the sacred celebrations of Mahashivratri. In this heartfelt invocation, the devotee passionately pleads for divine strength, courage, and unwavering commitment to righteousness, even in life's fiercest battles. Embracing the timeless spirit of Lord Shiva, the poem encourages a relentless pursuit of good deeds and an enduring bond with the divine, even as mortal life fades into dust.

Bless me, oh Supreme Master! 
Grant me this boon
that I may never sidestep
from doing good deeds.
That beyond all fears,
I may have the courage
to face every battle of my life
and I may have the faith too, 
that by Thy grace, I shall win them all.
That I may teach myself
to be hungry always, to be greedy, 
for singing Thy glories.
And that I may not forsake Thee
even in the eventide of my life. 
That when my mortal self turns to dust, 
I should still be fighting hard to hold on to Thee.

Welfare unto all 
Rab rakha 

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