Born of Siva to command the mind,
His manger deep within the cranial cave,
Ganesha reigns the heavens and mankind
With tender heart, with visage stern and grave.
This winter season called the Mass of Light,
This sacred season celebrating That
Was ancient when the Buddha saw man's plight
And older still when Mary Christ begat.
In the beginning 'twas Ganesha's time
For He is time itself, existing now.
That rotund, bright-eyed saint of northern clime,
Bedecked in red and green with hoary brow.
He is Ganesha, giver of all wealth.
Aum, May He grant you grace, contentment, health.