सङ्गणस्मृतिः

 

वन्दे भाषां, जनानां प्राज्ञां जन्मनिष्ठाम्।

काव्यविभूषणां, ज्ञानदीपं दिव्यम्॥

प्रातःस्मितार्के जगत् प्रज्ञामयी प्रवहति,

ऋषिगणानां श्लोकैः सङ्गीतं सदा नृत्यति॥

सौन्दर्यगन्धमयी, स्थिरा च लघु च बलिनी,

सर्वलोकस्य चित्तं स्पृशति मधुरेण गानैः॥

अक्षराणि च स्वराः च, पवित्रा निर्मला च,

मुक्तिदं हृदयेषु प्रज्वलयन्ति चेतसः॥

मूलकृष्णेषु वृक्षेषु वीर्यम् उत्पद्यते,

कल्पनायाः पंक्षिणः मुक्तः नभसि उड्डयन्ति॥

स्मृतिनद्यो विवृत्या, जिज्ञासा प्रवहति,

लेखितानि शिलालेखानि मनसि हरन्ति दुःखम्॥

प्रत्येकश्लोके ब्रह्मांडः स्फुरति,

सत्यस्वरूपं चिंतनं द्योतयति॥

सर्वे जातयः भाषां पूजयन्ति,

संस्कृतस्य गीतं हृदयं स्पृशति॥

सत्यं, सौंदर्यं, धर्मं, ज्ञानं च

एषा भाषा सर्वत्र सम्स्मरति॥

आनन्दं बुद्धिं विज्ञानं च

सर्वं सम्पूर्णं यस्य सुविभूषितम्॥

Salutations to you, Oh, language divine,

Daughter of civilizations, born of time;

A tongue that draws the human mind

Into an embrace both vast and refined.

In dawn’s first whisper, ancient arcs ignite,

Where minds awaken to wisdom’s radiant light.

Tongues of sages weave a sacred song,

Binding centuries in a melody strong.

Fragrant with culture, gentle yet strong,

You carry the pulse of the world in song;

From Vedic chants to silent prayer,

Echoes of truth dance through the air.

Symbols and sounds, divine and pure,

Unlock the spirit’s deepest core.

Enriched with wisdom’s nectar rare,

You breathe new life into thought and prayer.

From nurturing roots your strength has grown,

A blessing earned through lifetimes known;

Imagination takes celestial flight,

Guided by words that shine so bright.

Rivers of knowledge, flowing wide,

Carry the soul on a timeless tide.

Scripts of splendor, etched with care,

Nurture the heart, dissolve despair.

To shape one’s spirit in your light

Is fortune distilled from endless nights.

In every line, a universe gleams,

A portal to eternal dreams.

Is there a language more enchanting, more fair,

More graceful in speech that fills the air?

Questions rise like morning sun,

Answers whisper, never gone.

When your rhythms travel land and sea,

Even oceans dance in harmony.

Through sacred syllables, spirits soar,

Connecting worlds, and so much more.

You echo through pages softly stirred,

Through whispered thoughts and written word;

Vibrations of love, of truth, of grace,

Resound across time and space.

Forests of ideas, streams that gleam,

Where imagination learns to dream.

A bridge of light, a sacred space,

Where mind and heart embrace.

Joy resounds where minds expand,

Where creativity finds its stand;

Oh, Sanskrit, language of divine design,

Your melody eternal, your essence fine.

Your realm is vast-no shore, no line

Can bind the reach of your design;

You draw us closer, soul to soul,

A timeless song that makes us whole.

Oh, bridge of nations, cultures entwined,

Where on earth have you not shined?

May your sacred echoes ever gleam,

In every heart, a living dream.

Does fragrance need musk alone to spread?

Your presence perfumes all paths we tread.

Blessed be the tongue that sets us free,

Oh, eternal flame, of eternity.

How many seasons have bloomed in your field,

How many truths have you helped reveal?

Ideas circle you like eager bees,

Drawing nectar from boundless trees;

Love and reason, science and art,

Wonder and wisdom-each their part.

All the richness of human grace

Is woven deep in your living lace;

Every joy, every doubt we bear

Finds voice and form within your care.

May your brilliance rise again and again,

Forever renewed, without end;

To us you gleam, a priceless treasure,

Radiant beyond all earthly measure.

Blessed the imagination shaped by you,

Revered the voice that speaks what’s true;

At the mention of your sacred name,

The world’s own pulse ignites in flame.

Reveal your beauty, Oh, splendid one,

Played like a jewel, bright as the sun;

When your music fills time and space,

The whole world listens-held in grace.