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:A Fallen Feather:

 

-- Sridhar

 

 

 

In Thy cosmic drama, Mother

 

Stricken by the terrible arrows**

 

>From the wings'd fallen a feather

 

It's none other than Thy child.

 

 

 

In Thy cosmic delusion

 

Whirl even the Great Gods

 

It's no miracle or wonder

 

Thy child is a blown out feather.

 

 

 

Vast universes and galaxies

 

Perish and Vanish like tiny bubbles

 

It's no wonder or miracle

 

Thy child perishes once deluded.

 

 

 

May the gentle breeze of Thy Grace

 

Ever blow out Thy feather like child

 

But only unto Thy Blessed Feet,

 

But only unto Thy Lotus Feet.

 

 

 

** Kama Deva's (God of Love) five powerful arrows.