Guiding Light of The Month

All is light, all is love, ignorance and egoism are but vain phantoms, they can be dissolved. And over all things spreads Thy sovereign peace, Thy fecund calmness. - 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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