Instruments of Peace Are we crazy To long so deeply For just one glimpse? Oh sparkling Light, We are so sad, beaten, and battered by the world But the hope of Your love, How could we not practice austerities? Sacrificing is a joyous occasion at the thought of You Your strong, yet gentle touch Graceful hands that hold the flute of our lives Oh, gentle breath, breathe Your goodness into us May we be instruments of Your peace Prayer to Sri Rama Oh Sri Ramachandra Righteous one Exile yourself not from our hearts Oh how Kaushalya must have wept At the loss of your beautiful face As Ravana stole Sita So ignorance steals our devotions to your feet Oh dear Ram Make us like your darling wife Sita Serving you always Make us like your noble brother Lakshman Defending righteousness Make us like your great servant Hanuman With you as the main jewel of our hearts Ramachandraji, beloved King Leave your golden throne, O warrior Come to the forest of our material world Dwell among us, O protector of Dharma Guide us with your gentle love