Mother-Dedicated To Mata Amritha Nandhamayi Poem by rajagopal haran

Love has a language unspoken
Above all the faces of races

It is the ore in the fair of Divinity
But the oar for Ocean of Humanity

Moving amongst us is a form
Mother the Embodiment of Love

Craving for Love to be showered
Wavering here and there me the mortal

Looked up to Mother as a wayward child
Flocked her love with a forward glide

Love all nature give all Teacher
Fill all with plenty the perennial Captor

Then and there washes the sins
Now and here wishes and grants

Pain will be in vain and
Fine shall be thine life

Ye children of Mother Dear
Be free forever with Her immortal Grace