We are shaped by our thoughts; we become what we think. When the mind is pure, joy follows like a shadow that never leaves

~ Gautam Buddha

Monday, August 27, 2012


When the compassion blends with bliss of love
The tender wheeze pulsates in the womb

When godliness smiles inside her

The mortal self ascends ahead

When divinity blinked to her fondly
The bundle of bliss chortle in her arm

When the tenderness jingles in the space
The nurturer walkes on the earth

When the fragrance of jingles  lauds the air
The earthly gets the glimpse of divinity


  1. THAT is a MOTHER..

    god got busy so he created mother to look after


  2. and i loved your "just an expression'