Gift Of Mother

Gift Of Mother

Don’t weep you little daughter
Come with me to holy Mother
Don’t think of sorrow anymore
Dance with joy everywhere

Let the people dance with you
Full of joy and blessing you
Bring the heaven on the Earth
For them whom life is curse

Sing the song pure and divine
Make the life happy and shine
For sorrow and pain where is the place
Mother has sent you with her bless

Don’t think of death and suicide
Say them goodbye with happy cries
Darkness of life and shadow go away
Light and pleasure on your way

Words have limit that is true
Love is ocean and always new
Life not punishment gift of mother
Enjoy the same when god is lover

I brought the ring message of God
You are the bride groom and bride is lord
To love is divine to be loved is bliss
Not from the world but when mother will kiss

Swami Savitanand
Priy Atman
Prasad Prakashan


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