Him who begot you as a child you made <br />Into a beggar; as a child yourself <br />You then lived everywhere just to support <br />Your own huge belly; I too am a child. <br />Oh Child God in that niche! Encountering one <br />Born after you, is your heart made of stone? <br />I pray you look at me!<br /><br />Ramana Maharshi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-sri-ganesha/
