Divine Mother,
You know everything.
You know what I am
What I seek,
What I will never ever get.
So Mother Dear,
What shall I pray of thee.
Nothing for me.
Everything for this world.
Thy kindness makes the world a better place.
In spite of the greenhouse effect
And the ozone hole.
In spite of hurricanes and tsunamis
In spite of wars and the economy
Love this world Mother,
For this word has only You to love it.
My Mother, My Teacher and Guide through the Maze I can never penetrate alone. My Mother who called me through my Sister. This is a matter of faith. Not of reason. Not of logic.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
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