Ode to The Divine Mother
Manatita is an esteemed author living in London, UK. He writes spiritual books, flash fiction and esoteric poetry, his favourite genre.

Mirabai was a devotee of the high, higher, highest order. Among the saints of India, she is absolutely unparalleled. She composed many, many bhajans, which are prayerful songs to God.- Sri Chinmoy.
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Looking Upwards to Heaven
Maternal One, Thou art an ever new,
Eternal child of selfless suffering.
Thy body bears the cross of Earth --
A trillion years injustice to Thy womb.
Your bloodstained heart doth bleed with glee,
So happy with Thy sacrifice for me.
O Sustainer of infinite joy,
You uphold all the good a Mother can possess.
Thy overflowing fountain of sweet love,
Pours its bliss-laden nectar to the core,
Intoxicating me from pore to pore,
With thrills of peace sublime and deep.
Oh Mother! You bear Thy burden well!
Carrying this heavy weight of mine,
Thy shoulders red, but no deserved tear You ever shed.
Who can equal Your forgiveness?
Your sheltering arms,doth from the Father
Take away the whip, and,
Cradling Your world to sleep,
Bears silently the sorrows of ingratitude. - Manatita 23/02/04.
The Divine Mother
Divine Mother
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