Life, As I See It
At dawn She is a new mother to you, the baby crying
helplessly in Her arms.
By morning She is feeding, and nurturing you, 'cause you are Her dearest one.
It's noon and She watches you explore, learn,
laugh, cry;
She talks to you, guides you, as you look around
and give each new experience a try.
Soon you drift away from the shelter of Her love,
looking for more;
Patiently She waits, waits to see you return to
Her.
As sunset approaches and you sense Her absence, you start to look for Her, still holding your handful of possessions.
She is still right there but invisible to you due to
your ignorance.
By dusk time when you feel a deep, dark, void, you call Her out but She isn't there.Unbeknownst to you She awaits too; with arms wide open, yearning for you to seek Her.
The Night's here and you're still not close to Mother; so you tread all possible paths to reach Her.
She, too, helps to clear the obstacles in
your way, Her kind heart singing for you in joy!
At midnight you're finally in Her vicinity, and everything else's glitter fades to the background.
You're happy, now you're at home. Nothing else
matters now that you're wrapped in the Divine.
Just before dawn as She rocks Her baby to sleep, She
prepares to again be a new Mother.
She'd again guide you to the moral and human light,
see you falter and then help you back up, bear the pain of separation,
and finally extend Her hand when you reach back to Her....
By morning She is feeding, and nurturing you, 'cause you are Her dearest one.
It's noon and She watches you explore, learn, laugh, cry;
She talks to you, guides you, as you look around and give each new experience a try.
Soon you drift away from the shelter of Her love, looking for more;
Patiently She waits, waits to see you return to Her.
As sunset approaches and you sense Her absence, you start to look for Her, still holding your handful of possessions.
She is still right there but invisible to you due to your ignorance.
By dusk time when you feel a deep, dark, void, you call Her out but She isn't there.Unbeknownst to you She awaits too; with arms wide open, yearning for you to seek Her.
The Night's here and you're still not close to Mother; so you tread all possible paths to reach Her.
She, too, helps to clear the obstacles in your way, Her kind heart singing for you in joy!
At midnight you're finally in Her vicinity, and everything else's glitter fades to the background.
You're happy, now you're at home. Nothing else matters now that you're wrapped in the Divine.
Just before dawn as She rocks Her baby to sleep, She prepares to again be a new Mother.
She'd again guide you to the moral and human light, see you falter and then help you back up, bear the pain of separation, and finally extend Her hand when you reach back to Her....
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