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I love my Motherland. |
| Still Loving You Years pass Past loses to present And the present melts Into future. Yet, you continue To lure me To fascinate And captivate me. I am forever Lost to your charms Your never failing Support, your abiding affection. I am still loving you and grateful For the kind of person You’ve made me With your elements. You’ve nurtured me With your good deeds I see the beauty and grace You’ve spread around For my blissful pleasure. I hear the divine rhythm of the Vedas, the Upanishads The immortal music Of the saints, the worshippers Of Muse and the eternal Nature forever Echoing in the atmosphere Of your earth, my Heaven. By what measure Can I repay this generosity? My mother, my loving land! If I am to be born again Let me come to you To shelter in your gracious Bosom, to bathe in the river Of your milky kindness. For, years pass I still love you. Notes- The Vedas are the ancient Hindu scriptures. The Upanishads form the core of Hindu teachings. Won First Place in Sherri Gibson's "Coloring the World" Poetry contest. |