973. We Are Inseparable. Poem by Raman Savithiri

I searched some deep friends to talk about my Mother;
No one is interested!
I come out stand in vast open ground.

Oh dark cloud! You resemble my Mother Syama.
You speak about Her wet heart of true compassion.

Oh green dale! You resemble my Mother Maragda.
You speak about Her everlasting prosperity.

Oh blue sky! You resemble my Mother Neela.
You speak about Her never ending bliss.

Oh crimson lotus! You resemble my Mother’s silk.
You speak about Her passion to Her devotees.

Oh profound sea! Your depth resembles my Mother’s serenity.
You speak about Her deep love to Her children.

Sun speaks about Her brightness;
Star Her nose ring; moon Her cool nature;
Chirping birds Her jingling anklets;
Expanding space Her heart to accommodate all;
Fragrant flowers Her radiant smile;
Flowing river Her clasping hands;
Mountains Her lofty spirit;
Desert Her fierce anger;
Fire Her evil-destroying wrath;

I stand and turn round and round.
Wherever my eyes go;
They meet only Her forms in limitless diversity;
She surrounds me as Air;
She fills me with prana;
I am in Her; She is in me;
We are in each other’s pocket.