“Sharath Chandra: The Golden Libra Moon”
I. The Radiant Rise
Thou art the magnificent, imposing yellow disk,
Crowned in the vast dark-blue October mist.
O sibling bright of the Goddess of Wealth,
Born from the milk-white sea of celestial health.
Thy face, serene, commands the blue sky,
The heart grows still as thou drawest nigh.
II. The Weaver of Souls
Thou art the master of all mortal hearts,
The weaver of fates and unseen arts;
Thy rays can maketh hell of heaven’s dream,
And heaven rise from sorrow’s stream.
O lunar lord of pulse and breath,
Thy touch transcends both life and death.
III. The Keeper of Balance
Thou art the pivot of cosmic scales,
Where justice reigns and truth prevails.
Thy nodes are gates of the mystic spheres,
The inner and outer, through passing years.
O keeper of portals, veiled from sight,
Guarded in silence through the turning years.
IV. The Venusian Fire
When Libra’s balance adorns the sky,
Thou liftest hearts both low and high;
To weigh the soul, to cleanse desire,
To temper love in Venus’ fire.
O flame of peace, O silver guide,
Through thee the restless stars confide.
V. The Great Ascension
O Moon of justice, karmic tide,
Thy golden song the worlds abide.
For lovers yearn and yogis rise,
In thy glow, illusion dies.
Through thee the breath becomes a prayer,
The heart ascends to cosmic air.
VI. The Eternal Harmony
Thou art the topmost light of the year,
Where darkness fades and souls grow clear.
O Sharath Chandra, ascendant boon.
Thy grace restores what time has torn.
In thee all opposites unite,
The night is peace, the dawn is light.
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