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At the Feet of The Mother

Mona Sarkar

A Recitation (video)
A message from the unknown immortal Light Ablaze upon creation's quivering edge, Dawn built her aura of magnificent hues And buried its seed of grandeur in the hours. An instant's visitor the godhead shone.

Because, Mother, the other day when I brought the photos I sent for A's son, I wanted to know what exactly is there in Your photos

My child, me, I am there in the photos. Exactly what you see here now: the whole, like this, I am there in the photos. What I am, it is there in the photos. Only, in each photo a different aspect of myself reveals itself. All the same it is I who am there.