Inner Realm __ Worshipping Mother Divine_ Comments

The drooping mind is again vigorous. The air is heavy with joy for the greeting, The footing of Mother divine, pure light. And to bid adieu to year's ill dimness, Floural veneration of the great soul. wonderful poem dear Prabir. tony

Very beautiful poem.......

The crimson joy of hope and ambition, Extend the cloud of joy to embrace Her, Keeping all the pain and sorrow astern mind. ........good