The Living God
Sun was in full strength without showing any compassion,
Even the birds were searching for shelter,
And remembering the days of winter,
No one around her except fear and wind’s murmur,
The corner of clothes she was wrapping around fingers,
But all was weak in front of her daunted gesture,
Of hope and confidence to meet her little one,
There then come the whistle and she turns towards sound,
She was so fascinated to see the train and forget all her strain,
She alighted in the compartment that was also alone,
She gathered again the strength of hope,
She started swinging along with the train,
But alas, that stop almost everywhere,
There was no but only her fear,
But she was full mood to meet her dear,
Overpowered everything that was against again and again,
Finally she will reach to her destination,
Though not comfortably but with all satisfaction,
Now she took her baby in her bosom then,
Willingly her heart thanks to almighty to,
Touch her baby awesome,
That’s the love, devotion ad strength of her,
That’s why she is called living God, a mother.