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  349.     

Prayer of Navratri

Benevolent mother, Goddess Durga!
You are the mother of universe
You are the strength of the deities.

Mother! we fully devote, to you;
the first nine sacred days of autumn
and the first nine sacred days of spring.

Mother! accept my prayer and worship
of the Navratris, your holy nine nights
and keep blessed in your all manifestations.

Form of mother nature, Mother Shailputri!
Daughter of mountain king Himalaya!
bestow us the power and energy.

The gorgeous form, Mother Brahmcharini!
let the world live sacred and pure,
let the universe be filled with love and peace.

Having three eyes, Mother Chandraghanta!
holding crescent moon on your head,
establish justice and fairness in the world.

Holding eight hands, Mother Kushmaanda!
provide all and every thing we need
to survive and for the comfortable live.

Mother Skand Mata! The Goddess of fire!
give us power and wisdom to distinguish,
the right from the wrong and follow truth.

Mother Kaatyayini! Riding on lion
You persistently battle against the evil;
continue to slay bad and deceitful entities.

Hey Maa Kaalratri! Shubhamkari
Destroyer of the darkness and fear
don’t let the evils grow and keep us fearless.

Riding on bull, Mother Maha Gauri!
liberate the world of evil forces
and radiate the peace in the universe.

Mother Sidhidaatri! The greatest power
You’re invincible power, giver of boons to Gods;
keep us blessed and fulfil our wishes.
 
S.D. TIWARI

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  350.     

Mother, Waken

Mother awaken,
Look at these days, it’s time for change
Mother awaken,
Let us feel the shake of the earth and of every brush
Mother awaken,
And erupt form your chamber crack up the crust

End the droughts and save those who in you they trust
Seas are becoming barren the land so dry
We welcome your fire days and bow to the night
But can we wait wait wait for you dawn
I see the blend at work with no hand too guide

Mother awaken,
Look at these days, it’s time for change
Mother awaken,
Let us feel the shake of the earth and of every brush
Mother awaken,
And erupt form your chamber crack up the crust

Mothers awaken
Can you feel the shake shake shake
The earth is re-birthing and the lands are becoming new
Unlike the morning the dew is a flood,
Encumbered by love for her she draws an end
To disgusting destruction she made for us

Mother awaken,
Look at these days, it’s time for change
Mother awaken,
Let us feel the shake of the earth and of every brush
Mother awaken,
And erupt form your chamber crack up the crust

Mother Gaia’s show us they way
Close the old doors and rebuild a new day
The earth is growing not in anger but in love
The new days are dawning and although it’s rough
The golden age is nearly here
And I bless you mother I repent for my species given tears

Mother you’ve awoken
The sunlight splits right down my news
And the rapturous noise is a record of harmonic play
Rebuild this place and arise the ones you know will
Keep this place young vibrant and new
With my solemn words I lay myself down to you merciful
And my love is for you
 
Daniel Richards

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  351.     

if you cut a tree; you cut your own mother.

You're not just cutting the tree's artistically
slender branches; but by doing so you're infact
barbarously cutting the inimitably priceless hands of
triumphantly vivacious Mother Nature,
You're not just plucking the tree's gorgeously affable
leaves; but by doing so you're infact torturously
plucking the unparalleled divine sensitivity; of
spellbindingly undefeated Mother Nature,
You're not just indenting the tree's poignantly
gregarious trunk; but by doing so you're infact
sadistically indenting the unassailably jubilant
chastity of unbelievably proliferating Mother Nature,
You're not just abusing the tree's incongruously
uninhibited contours; but by doing so you're infact
outrageously abusing the pricelessly unabashed swirl
of peerlessly undefeated Mother Nature,
You're not just defecating on the tree's innocuously
protruding and sprawled roots; but by doing so you're
infact sacrilegiously defecating on the unshakably
redolent embodiments of wondrously enthralling Mother
Nature,
You're not just chopping the tree's merrily swaying
tendrils; but by doing so you're infact deliriously
chopping the perennially fructifying innocence of
gloriously Omnipotent Mother Nature,
You're not just trimming the tree's ecstatically
liberated outgrowths; but by doing so you're infact
unnecessarily trimming the beautifully venerated womb
of victoriously blessing Mother Nature,
You're not just kicking the tree's bountifully
untainted stem; but by doing so you're infact
ruthlessly kicking the sacredly spawning bosom of
brilliantly unfettered Mother Nature,
You're not just peeling the tree's rustically majestic
corrugations; but by doing so you're infact
pervertedly peeling the invincibly silken skin of
effulgently burgeoning Mother Nature,
You're not just burning the tree's unflinchingly
valiant wood; but by doing so you're infact insanely
burning the fearlessly formidable strength of
ebulliently cavorting Mother Nature,
You're not just victimizing the tree's indisputably
royal foliage; but by doing so you're infact
truculently victimizing the insuperably unbridled
sensuality of ubiquitously ever-pervading Mother
Nature,
You're not just disorienting the tree's ardently
boisterous nests; but by doing so you're infact
hedonistically disorienting the eclectically
fascinating solar plexus of royally everlasting Mother
Nature,
You're not just ridiculing the tree's endlessly
inscrutable labyrinth of hollows; but by doing so
you're infact nefariously ridiculing the unfathomably
enigmatic belly of stupendously ameliorating Mother
Nature,
You're not just jailing the tree's effervescently
nubile body with an unceasing jugglery of devilishly
stabbing electric wire; but by doing so you're infact
unforgivably jailing the infallibly supreme identity
of impeccably Omnipresent Mother Nature,
You're not just nailing the tree's immortally fragrant
heart; but by doing so you're infact diabolically
nailing the celestially undaunted fabric of
ecstatically frolicking Mother Nature,
You're not just dumping the tree's philanthropically
unimpeachable cradle with your fetid garbage can
trash; but by doing so you're infact reproachfully
dumping the mellifluously humming mouth of exuberantly
evolving Mother Nature,
You're not just bombarding the tree's timelessly
gargantuan splendor; but by doing so you're infact
baselessly bombarding the perennially beautiful
virility of unlimitedly stupefying Mother Nature,
You're not just spitting upon the tree's resplendently
beaming face; but by doing so you're infact
unpardonably spitting on the impregnably spotless
heavenliness of vivaciously magical Mother Nature,
You're not just uprooting the tree from its very
eternally compassionate soil; but by doing so you're
infact sinfully uprooting the quintessentially blessed
existence of benevolently healing Mother Nature,
So always remember O! salaciously greedy man; that the
next time you wretchedly pulverize; abuse; trade and
victimize Mother Nature; you'll be infact demonically
asphyxiating your very own Omniscient mother to the
most ghastly death; as your's and everyone else's
mother was first and foremost born out of the womb of
Mother Nature; was first and foremost the child of
unconquerable Mother Nature Divine.
 
Nikhil Parekh

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  352.     

To My Mother

Because I feel that, in the Heavens above,
The angels, whispering to one another,
Can find, among their burning terms of love,
None so devotional as that of "Mother,"
Therefore by that dear name I long have called you-
You who are more than mother unto me,
And fill my heart of hearts, where Death installed you
In setting my Virginia's spirit free.
My mother- my own mother, who died early,
Was but the mother of myself; but you
Are mother to the one I loved so dearly,
And thus are dearer than the mother I knew
By that infinity with which my wife
Was dearer to my soul than its soul-life.
 
Edgar Allan Poe

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