Darshan

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Darshan

Amorously swept away by you,

warm in your fragrant embrace,

kneeling at your lotus feet,

I pray, relieve this suffering so deep.

I hunger for your love Amma,

feed me with your noble hand,

your prasad is a simple kiss

tasting like ambrosial bliss.

Whispering in my ear,

like a mother to her child,

daughter daughter daughter,

leaving my innocent heart aflutter.

Shower me with your divine grace,

petals raining on my bowed head,

looking up to see you smile,

your grinning face it does beguile.

 

 

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my mind in deep silence,

no more words to speak,

I bow again at your divine feet.

I bow to you oh Mother, my love, my life, my Guru.

R.