The Love of all Loves.

The love of the Mother, 

is beyond birth and death. 

The love of the Mother, 

is as essential,

as breath. 

We cradle this love,

deep in our hearts.

It's a love that we know,

will never depart. 

Putting God first

and basking,

in her light.

We're thankful for her gifts

and resigned,

to life's shifts. 

We swoon in her arms

and are at peace in her calm. 

We're in love with her sweetness,

unable to explain any,

of her deepness. 

We're eating all of her fruits

and letting go of all our disputes. 

We are connecting to her Shakti

and surrendering all, of our Bhakti. 

We have surrendered to a love,

that is beyond our understanding. 

We have surrendered to a love,

that is guilt free 

and undemanding. 

She is teaching us how, 

to pull ourselves out of our emotions. 

And that our body is a temple

but to give up on self-promotion.

We have to transcend,

all of our senses. 

We have to get rid,

of all our pretenses. 

We have to give up,

on all expectations,

all of our nonsense,
and not accepting 
the consequences. 

We have to give up on,
not following through

and not staying true 
and accepting our dues. 

We have to concentrate 

and meditate

and breathe in

all of her love.  

There is nothing 

but that love

and it's the love,
of all loves.