Love Of A Thousand Mothers!

You Chase those... Who Chase me... Why do you look here & there for droplets; When this Divine Mothers Bosom Are filled with milk! Thy insatiable mind only seeks pleasure's, desires, shadows of this world... While thy Soul knows! That it didn't come down to bargain With metals when there's Gold! Oh! My beloved child! Thou do not even have to bend thy knees... Spirituality is not a struggle to traverse vast lands to reach! In the simplicity of thy soul! "When thou shall need me!" Know! This Love; "Of A Thousand Mothers!" Alone shall quench thy thirst with "The Abundance Of Her Gifts!" And hold thou to her Bosom; Until Eternity! . I had posted this poem yesterday with a black & white charcoal drawing, but I wasn't happy & something within kept nudging me to paint. That's when I did this pen & ink painting of the divine mother. (If one observes keenly, the eyes painted are of my guru, Satya Sai Baba!) Upon finishing the work I felt joy! But it does not end here. When I woke up today morning the sky was exactly the colours in my painting. As though the Divine Mother was showering her blessings. That's when this poem came from within.  When thou heed to the Voice of Conscience! The Divine Mothers opens "Her Coffers of Gold!" And pours out her colours of love! For when thou art satisfied! The Divine Mother can't help, But, "Smile!" Leaving you with an experience So Mystical! Magical! Beautiful! "To feed the longings of her child!" Pen&Ink

Copyright: Meghna/2017