During my sojourn my vision you shall guide,
Pure comforting language, your names provide;
Steering from sin, your strong shoulders serve anchor,
Fear, loneliness that your fine "vEl" will conquer;
For, your sharp spear does direct and steer
To speak the language of truth clear;
Thus uttering your many names my lord,
My sins of past I shall surely ward;
Your dozen shoulders at this critical time
Lend solace and grace in a spirit sublime;

Guru, Peacock Prince! my glowing six-faced friend
Murugan in form majestic: my Messiah to the end!

Rajeshwari Iyer lives in Brampton, Ontario and teaches Chemistry at the College/University level in Toronto. She is the mother of a special needs child and enjoys reading, music and travel. She has contributed poems to SAWF (South Asian Women's Forum), Magazines such as KALA, Marina, quarterly publications based in Toronto. She has also contributed to e-zines such as Poetry.com, Thinnai, and Tamilonline.