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MOTHER

Shakti in the snow and sunshine alike

Mysterious is Her form

Winter spring summer or fall

She is the supreme mistress of them all

She is the weaver of the perfected whiteness in the fluffy clouds

as well as the alluring messenger that mislead the pleasing crowds

She is stainless,

jewels endowed

Kali, Durga, Shakti Maa

Even Maya at Your feet humbly bows

If there is one thing that I know

is that I AM here to love you

unerringly like the Huma birds soaring into the heavens,

destined and proud

SitaraAlaknandaShakti (c)

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