Thursday, 14 July 2016

Mother's Love

With an unspoken depth,
Warm and tender,
Her love, whispers
The joys of life.
Her gentle presence,
Comforts the soul
On cloudy nights,
In the cruelest winters
And in times,
The faith ails...
It cocoons the heart,
Her love,
Pious and bright.
It sings of peace,
About beauty, bliss.
The epitome of divinity,
The divine feminity.

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