My Country is
She in my Mouth
( Guardian)
I am
with all earnest
reverence
Proud to call
my land, Motherland,
A She in
my Mouth, unswerving
Unfaltering
ever as the
flow of
Sacred words from
Mountains and
Select Rivers. She
is unique and
Profoundly,
seamlessly rooted in
ancient culture
and Edicts of
rules . My
Mother land is
treasure cove
of Vedas, Puranas
Epics ,
the soil in which the sages
Seers and Avatars have
their
Rich cultural
heritage guiding
Us ever.
There was a
time,
When each
and every household
Reared a Cow,
worshipped as Mother.
A palatial
house of many rooms,
No concept of bed
room, where
Every room
had its own appendage
Play and purpose
for
children.
Sunrise and
sunsets, valleys
And perennial
rivers by which
Seers have gained
Wisdom,
Transmitted
to
us time and
again.
She
is my
Motherland always.
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