That Shiny Floor
I have heard a million times
About the grace of your shadows
That exists despite the Light
Wherever you may go;
But O My Maa! My heart is stolen
By your reflection on that shiny floor
And I saw a flower landing there
Smoothly, escaping your hair, combed.
My thoughts are packed and crowded
My heart- an ocean of desires.
Midst that chunk and junk that’s loaded
I know, Love is what I aspire!
And Maa, so long I had been
Looking at your face- Luminous!
You, I tried to endure and perceive
But failed I stood- confused, tumultuous!
So, I leave Divinity up to you
You may decide what to do
For I have now seen where you sit-
The glazing floor on whom each
Bows down to your silence or speech!
A starry night- The black stone
Stands you, grandeur adorned
That floor fills me with jealousy
As it sees your supremacy-
Everyday when the lights are lit,
It wakes up with you
And upon its shine is your image studded
Like the jewels of your Divine hue!
And when I look deep within
Myself- An impure, gross view!
Aghast! Alas! What did I see?
Selfishness grabbed with a glee?
I am in denial but I can not deny.
What to hide from your omniscience high?
May that floor be my heart
May I see you everyday.
A reflecting casket, a clean mind
And impurities far away at bay.
Let me be the floor, O Maa!
May you sit in my heart’s room
May my devotion be the guards at gate
That shuns everything leading to doom.
May You be the empress of my heart
And I be the devotee at your feet
May the Siddhashrama be created within
May I shut my eyes and see you all across me!
Jaya Ambe Hare
Jagdambe Hare
Jaya Jaya Jagjanni
Ambe Hare!
(I offer this poem at the holy feet of Swami and my Divine Mommy.)
