Guiding Light of The Month

It is the harmony of boundless Love, Love victorious over all suffering and all obscurity. By this law of Love, Thy law, I want to live more and more integrally; to it unreservedly I give myself. And all my being exults in an inexpressible Peace. - The Mother

The Mystic Feather

I found you, soft, pleasing and colourful,
Swaying along with a lovely bird.
Beautiful it dances, pride of India,
Spreading its magical wings of life.

Little violets from the bird fell on earth,
And I found you there,
Spotted with green, blue and gold
You were lying there with a yearning.

A little blue boy walked by,
Glancing a graceful look on you,
Did he like you so much? I am jealous of you,
For His red tinted hands picked you up,
Softly, he placed you on his turban.

And you remained there forever,
Adorning the crown of a prince,
Turban of a cow herd,
The stealer of all our Hearts.


-          Sandhya.

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