Tears like molten lava scorched the Earth, Mother Earth herself was ashamed of Her choicest children, Who were destined to become the Keepers of the Universe, The lady in question seethed with unspoken anger, Yet She didnt utter a single word, from her quivering mouth, For She knew, if She did, Her words would burn all of them alive, Deep inside, She knew all this was a part of a grand plan, But was this justified to a noble lady who was vilified by all but five, She remained silent at her predicament, of being disrobed in a consortium, Filled with the nations most respected and revered individuals, But Her tear filled eyes spoke all of the unspoken words, And no one dared to look into them, not even Her mighty Husbands, For they knew, if they did, they will immediately die of righteous guilt, The hands that held her robes, began to fiercely tug at it, A sudden grip of fear filled her soul, shaking Her like a dry helpless leaf, Her eyes closed and Her hands clasped Her tender bosom, As Her robes began to forcibly slip off Her delicate body, She did not know what to do now and Her spouses too, Were at a loss, not knowing what to do, but fume in anger, When the last inch of cloth was about to come off Her, With Her eyes closed She instinctively folded her hands in supplication, And whispered a silent ode to the Lord of the Universe, Krsna!, All so suddenly the entire Universe dissolved into nothingness, And a strange sense of peace spread around Her putting her at ease, Bales and bales of fluffy cotton from the trees around floated miraculously, And wrapped themselves around Her, like protective children would do around their loving Mother, Peace was regained, but She was angry nevertheless, But She was grateful too, for there was someone at least, Who dared to be with Her ever more...
Posted on: Sun, 28 Sep 2014 17:08:02 +0000
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