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 other than routine of life
It can't see the bird dancing during night
It can't see the rule of thousand light
Oh feminine you are great
You dance everywhere with joy
For pain and for pleasure you are pure
You express with such a simple tone
Neither words are necessary for you
Nor any novel to express ounce of emotion
You live like a saint at the tip of the mountain
You bath like a Ganga ever refreshing
You are mother to motherless
You are sister to sisterless
You are master to ignorant
You are all embracing dark night
When these ever joyful Gods forsake
You oh feminine oh mother
You alone hug with sweet blindness
You alone cure with sacrifice of yourself
Oh feminine Yagya is you
And you know this Homgrami is champion
In performing Homaaddi ritutals
They call me Jaisi and forsake from rituals
They dont know you oh mother have blessed me
I can't unsee your nature working here and there
How you soften your children when nothing holds
You alone care wether your children got food to eat
This darkness you oh mother oh feminine is yours
The chaos to philosophers, moon to Jyotish
Prakriti to Kapila, Shakti to Shaiva oh mother
Everything to Shakta and for this homgrami
You mother is nothing but mother
I dont care your greatness nor your softness
When I will fail I will run to you with tears
When I will win I will smile someone too is smiling
Oh feminine you must be there when nothing was
For our forefathers too worshiped you as mother
Children can never be first and mother second
You must have given birth even to yourself
Oh mother I can't unsee your greatness
Oh this sweetness this blissful creation
This suffering and deaths and your tears
Your greatness to hold these clueless
I can't unsee how soft you are
I can't unsee how harsh you can be
I can't unsee your techniques of romance
I can't unsee your art of explaining
You don't even utter words and meaning got there
Where it has been intended by you
You don't even ask for anything
And the world bow before you
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HAPPY GURU PURNIMA(Birthday of great Veda Vyasa who is no-one but Naryana )
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