From that special moment
as conception tickles her womb
Motherhood takes root
like a banyan tree
she's a nascent woman
pristine in her own castle
all consummate Jai Santoshi Ma
so devoted to happiness, prosperity
void of selfishness, fiery maw
ebullient cooing heartbeat Durga Ma
shakti aur bhakti, ma mukti
Lakshmi mata, Saraswati mata
child in her cocoon you are
migrating in her pulse
she sleeps portraying your dreams
sculpting body, mind and soul
many are nights of bad tales
she strokes your karma
for birth into a new world
always a silent bhajan
aarti her pregnant tummy
her smile an embroidery of faith
her utmost wish mere ma
satyam, shivam, sundaram
glorious joy to the world.
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