Chant

Vande gurunam charanaravinde
sandrsaita svatmasukhava bodhe
Nishreyase jangalikayamane
Samsara halahala mohasantyai

Abahu purusakaram
Sankhacakrasi dharinam
Sahasra sirasam svetam
Pranamami Patanjalim
Om

I bow to the lotus feet of the guru
who awakens insight into pure happiness of pure Being
who is the refuge, the jungle physician
who eliminates the delusion caused by
the poisonous herb of samara (conditioned existence)

I prostrate before the sage Patanjali
who has thousands of radiant, white heads
(in his form as the divine serpent, Ananta)
and who has, as far as his arms, assumed the form of a man
holding a conch shell (devine sound), a wheel (discus of light,
representing infinite time) and a sword (discrimination)
om

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