Doe-eyed

Each day you are new
mesmerisingly beautiful
confounding
alive
pulsating like a bee in spring
just as the same sun rises each day
and yet not two days are alike
my darlings
You are irresistible in every look
every drape
so different yet the same

On days your eyes shine
as blooming lotuses
blue and pink
playing with my heart
You are Him
of the exquisite almond eyes
and when your kohl lined eyes
drip with softness
dark and gentle
O my doe-eyed Mother
I know its You
ruffling my hair
O sweet Mother

A crown of blue orchids
and carnations pink
rest on your inky hair
the red of your lips
has the fullness of rose petals
floating in water
your cheeks satiny as silk
behold the most tranquil smile
of your long graceful arms
sweet songs are sung
even Kama the God of Love
is spellbound

O Sri and Hari
your splendour births a trillion galaxies
your radiance is beyond a million Suns
these eyes drink your beauty
And each day I return
a little more thirsty
truly, O Devi Lakshmi
the heart of Narayana
You are one with Him
inseparable like water from water

O loveliness incarnate
in the dusk of of my life
the muddy slate of my mind
can barely contain your vision
at the sight of You
I lose my bearings
the more I gaze
more I love
drawn to you
stare in awe as a child

Strangely it’s then I think
of a mother whose heart
fills with milk
at the cries of her newborn
my state too O Divine Mother
is such
that the soul wells with love
of its own accord
like milk must gush to satisfy a child’s need
love for You rushes to the fore
how strange it’s to find
that the Mother of the Universe
the Supreme Lord
evoke the most primeval
maternal instinct within
in your divine presence
my infinite obeisance