Jai Ammadays

[Guest guest]

Aum Amriteshvaryai Namah

 

The day star that She is returns,

having never really left

Her children's hearts.

 

Bowing at Her precious Lotus feet,

pouring on milk, ghee, curd, honey and rose water and salt tears;

drying them with the softest of clothes,

applying sandal wood paste and kum kum,

placing a bright poinsettia top on each,

garlanding Her with a string of poinsettia tops,

white, red and pink,

waving the arati lamp

and kissing those feet over and over.

 

Every sight of Santa brings Her to mind.

Ram and Lakshmi pulling Her sleigh.

Her bag filled with universes

and the keys to our Enlightenment.

Her cap, Devi's crown.

And the wait has been not a year,

but lifetimes.

 

Amme Sharanam

premarupa