For beloved Mahadevi
It would be easier if we could take it from inside
And stick it on paper.
Its hard to say what one feels,
And its even harder to take what you give.
You give so much and my hands are small,
Your eyes are open and my mind is busy.
But still something does reach me,
And it feels playful,
Tears fill my eyes.
Your beauty has no limit,
Your arms are open,
And still You welcome us like we are Gods.
That cuts somewhere deep.
You give so much,
And I have nothing to give.
How can I say thank you for such a big thing,
Such small words.
You are the moon, the stars, the sun,
And the wind.
You are the ocean and the sand.
You are everything and nothing.
By Ma Sundara Nataraj
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