Her face weaved with the loveliness of an angelic smile
And her heart holds love beyond what I might convey
Her voice clear like a long lost spring in the mountains high-
Her devotion baffles all, leaving them with little to say.
Her mind pure as the gush of the Giri in the Himalayas
And her laugh resounds through heaven and all worlds at bay
Songs seem to stitch themselves for her and the birds too sing
Her eyes hold the brightness of the Sun at mid-day.
Her words and comments sweeter than nectar from the finest flowers
And her faith knows no limits or manly bound
Like a child, yet like a soul so old-
Quietude and love fill all spaces she is in and around.
Her advice comes to me like a stolen secret I so need
At times when I long for an inspirational guiding light
Negativity into positivity, pessimism into optimism-
There are seldom forces that Swami aunty’s love cannot fight.
I see in her a calm and silence like that of mother Divine
And a warm hug I send her way
For she is Swati aunty, forever my kindred soul
And to her, I wish a Happy Birthday!
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