May be for feminine dominant It is hard to see who they are For masculine it is alike May be both are not less than blind The joy of seen should not be stored Memory can fool you alone What has been gone is gone Death is the base for rebirth Sun shines so does moon These Devatas are brilliant They shine and make others too They are true adhikari of Amrita They alone dance in masculine They alone dance in feminine By their wish alone I see what I see What I see is beautiful beyond words How beautiful can a feminine be It embraces the world in itself It takes the burden of generations Yet with smile in its face It gives birth to might of Shiva It helps Indra to continue his generation Neither Bramha nor Vishnu can claim All Kirti holding fame to themselves Some sounds ringing in the background Oh mother feminine sings beautifully It shapes our world it vibrates our mind It must be the mother to the Bramha itself Thousand buildings this masculine has to build It can't be ...