by Amitabh Vikram Dwivedi
O Goddess! You are the sweetest; you are the supreme.
Embodiment of motherhood, earth, fertility, and love.
You rule over war, destruction, death, and creation.
As a mother you bring us up, as earth in you we abide.
As a sacred female you bear fruits of love and life.
O fearless! O female creator! You also make us die.
O Nut; Ishtar; Cybele; Neith; Arinniti; Leto; Uzza!
O Athena; Aphrodite; Dione; Gaia; Hecate; Iris; Selene!
O Wata; Mazu; Devi; Shakti; Lilith; Mary; Sophia!
Lift me into your hands; bless me and caress.
I take refuge in your feet; give me wisdom and bliss.
I sing for you; in your praise only my mind awakes.
In your glory I breathe in life; in your lap I gladly die
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ABOUT THE POET ~
BIOGRAPHY, AMITABH VIKRAM DWIVEDI is university faculty and assistant professor of linguistics at Shri Mata Vaishno Devi University, India; and author of two books on lesser known Indian languages: A Grammar of Hadoti and A Grammar of Bhadarwahi., ., As a poet, he has published around seventy poems in different anthologies, journals, and magazines worldwide. Until recently, his poem “Mother” has been included as a prologue to Motherhood and War: International Perspectives (Eds.), Palgrave Macmillan Press. 2014.
Last updated April 13, 2015