mamamamamamama.....

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I am losing myself to you slowly

As the river wears the land away,

Drawing its soil into it's eternal waters

We are like that, Amma.

 

Every time you breathe,

There is less of me,

And I am swept away in you

sometimes, when a storm comes

You take more of me,

But then there is more of me with you,

And we weave through the land cutting

Cavernous valleys with our Love.

 

This is simply what the river does.

In time, there will be only THAT

Flooding the earth with oneness.

Mother, when I cry for you

I cry into you and

Your river rises, wearing me

Away and into you.

 

Oh god mother, Mother God

I run my hands

Through my hair and it is yours

Once, someone took a photo

Of me and I was you.

Sometimes I feel bound to

Myself by your muscle

Sometimes I blink into my reflection

And you are looking out at me.

 

The night moves over me

I am trapped in the stillness

You are rising from me like steam

In tiny wisps, fast as dust

There is heat in the head

You are restless within me

I rearrange organs and veins

In search of you

You fall asleep in the belly

Of all I have ever been

And rise up when I sleep

To dance with me in dream.

 

Mother, there is a thundering in you

Do they know this?

You are, 100 feet tall wearing

Universes as adornments,

Creating gravity by your very being

Mother, you are as wild as ecstasy

Unleashed into the sun, spinning

And spinning with the bliss

Of your own creation.

You salivate when the drums come

And you dance wildly, crushing

Under your feet. The fleshy vessels

Of all that is not true.

You are naked and covered in stars

Beckoning Jupiter and Venus to

Join you for tea and a smile.

My Mother, you are the hips

>From which all life springs from.

Amma, you cannot fool me.

Sometimes when you smile,

I know it is because you have

Just administered blessings to a dying star

Light years away from the darshan line.

 

~Ananthasree

 

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