She, my Mother
Told me one day
On every ONE day
Passing the very moment
The meaning of love.
I pretended to hear
The very word of her
And I didn't understood
A word of her
Because 'was busy
Sipping the Divine nectar
I knew that
My Mother knows
That she was
Caring to the full
Just spilling away
Her words out,
Glowing with
Truth and love;
All over her
Son's face
And she also knew, that
Her Son knows
The bounty
Will never be
Dried up, through
Every eternity;
Whose glory
Abounds in total love.
Told me one day
On every ONE day
Passing the very moment
The meaning of love.
I pretended to hear
The very word of her
And I didn't understood
A word of her
Because 'was busy
Sipping the Divine nectar
I knew that
My Mother knows
That she was
Caring to the full
Just spilling away
Her words out,
Glowing with
Truth and love;
All over her
Son's face
And she also knew, that
Her Son knows
The bounty
Will never be
Dried up, through
Every eternity;
Whose glory
Abounds in total love.
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