God's Sweetest Form

Poem By Prabhakar Srivastava

I love You O God!
As my own Mother
I know You are One
And Except You
There exists none
Let Your children call
Whatever names they want
But these lips ever chant
O Divine Mother O Kind Mother
Because I searched You in all
All Your names what they call
But at last I came to know
Mother is Your sweetest creation
Through her You Yourself show
Let this petty son make a relation
O The Mother of Universe!
Accept me as Your loving son

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