She walks humbly into the room and slowly sits. Her beautiful sari, resplendent in glorious folds.
The embodiment of Mother Divine on earth, her presence shares no words. Her gaze is liquid fulfillment.
She scans internally and then looks directly into the camera. Directly at me.
I call out to her my sins, my hopes and dreams, my pains and sadness. She reflects those back to me with and a stern mouth and challenges me to be a better person.
Her eyes call to me with love to lay down my problems and stand up and walk again.
Feeling her presence is comforting. She soothes my soul and is my respite and courage going forward.
With the deepest of gratitude, and love, I bow down.
Letters to the Universe 