Through the Eyes of the Child-Mother

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Hidden among the groves of flowers she watches me enter the playground of time and space over and over again. When I cry, She cries. When I laugh, her Heart soars freely. Her movements are subtle and agile. She has known since the beginning that I would find her. Wisely, she eludes me from time to time. Without words, She pours strength and endurance into my life. She flies freely on the winds of Innocence and Imagination. She offers Peace and Solitude and quiet songs when clouds begin to form in the places I long to find freedom. She sows the seeds of laughter in the empty places and washes away my tears with gentle images of aspiration and endurance. She knows the subtle impact of patience. She listens to the whispers of my deepest longing until endless waves of gratitude and stillness leave me buoyant in her Grace.

In the Garden of my Heart plays a child…peering through the eyes of a child. She is loving and compassionate as a child. She touches my cheek and gazes far beyond skin and flesh. Like an ancient grandmother she heals me from the inside. In the Garden of my Heart sings a child wrapped in the flowers of Creation Itself. She is the Mother of all mothers.

“We are begotten from the Love
Before the beginning there was One
Look into the eyes of a child
And feel that wondrous shining sun

Most of our lives, we live in thirst
Looking for water from those fast asleep
While our lion-hearted soul arises
We find ourselves amongst the drowsy sheep

So we long for a place in the heart of a friend
In the arms of a lover, no beginning no end
We reach for a place and we never give in
Till we remember ourselves
And love conquers yet again.

We are begotten from the Love
Before the beginning there was One
Look into the eyes of a child
And feel that wondrous shining sun

PhotoArt: “Eyes of Narayani”
Song Lyrics: “Begotten from the Love”

May the love of children always inspire you homeward

Ganga