Ravi Shankar: The Lion-Sitarist

Ravi Shankar, to you I offer my soulful obeisance.
You are the Lion-Sitarist.
In the world of hallowed music-pilgrimage,
    Immortal you are in every heart.
From high Heaven the Cosmic Gods descend and garland you.
At every moment they illumine your life-road.
Two sleepless friends you have: Heaven's Fragrance, Heaven's Glory.
Rapt in dance at the Feet of the Absolute Lord Supreme
    Is your outer frame.