All is Mother’s. A Sonnet by Manatita
To all Mother's; to those who feel or seek Love ...
The Beloved’s flame flourishes,
In the heart’s of the dumb and scholar alike.
From the depths of their many sorrows,
To Candela’s of radiant beauty,
Beyond the lustred rays of Paradise.
Cascading a resplendence of myriad colours,
She Bestows the Light of Love,
Into the hollow of sleep and wakefulness.
All is Mother’s; She remains Sovereign over all.
As a candle cannot light without fire,
So does the Beloved’s energy pervade;
Permeating the veiled and the unveiled.
As such She sprouts, like a continuum of dreams;
Remaining ever awake, to dine and dance with All.
-Manatita, Bard of Solace, 20th November, 2014. © Copyrighted.
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