The Winds of Wonder

Her Love

Her Love

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RY Deshpande

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Her Love

There is no infinity

Wider than her love.

Even if you touch

The edge of the bluemost,

Or turn inward the eye’s sight,

You cannot reach the bounds

Where her gold-fires burn.

The overflowing sun

Is her splendour’s dream;

The deep currents of the sea

Are the calm passions

Of her measureless force.

When by faith the mountains move,

Or the sky is full of sounds,

It is the rush of her delight;

Of the southern wind’s gust,

Or the hurry of the stream,

Her sweetness is the source.

Featured Image Bonfire at Auroville “Where her gold-fires burn”.

2 responses to “Her Love”

  1. RY Deshpande Avatar
    RY Deshpande

    If this is she of whom the world has heard,

    Wonder no more at any happy change. ||158.20||

    Savitri Epilogue

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  2. justynjedraszewski Avatar
    justynjedraszewski

    To find The Mother is

    the Treasure,

    the Grace Divine,

    Eternal Life,

    Infinite Light,

    in Her You disappear and She is Your home,

    Your Love immense like Universe and there is no You anymore,

    only secret trace on the shore of time is left and the rest is silent invitation left to the sleeping world :

    there was a man who lost himself in the Divine Mother, please call 112 if you want to save him from grave danger…

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