Love has a language unspoken
Above all the faces of races
It is the ore in the fair of Divinity
But the oar for Ocean of Humanity
Moving amongst us is a form
Mother the Embodiment of Love
Craving for Love to be showered
Wavering here and there me the mortal
Looked up to Mother as a wayward child
Flocked her love with a forward glide
Love all nature give all Teacher
Fill all with plenty the perennial Captor
Then and there washes the sins
Now and here wishes and grants
Pain will be in vain and
Fine shall be thine life
Ye children of Mother Dear
Be free forever with Her immortal Grace
rajagopal haran
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