Let Her In.
You wait and wait, For the magic to unfold. Until one day, She comes. Knocking on your door. Will you let Her in? Since lifetimes, The moment you have been waiting for, Finally arrives. But alas! Selfish fear fills the heart. What will Mother change? Can we let go of our belongings? To make space, For Mother's belongings? How selfish! The heart is not ready to let go. And so the knock is unanswered. Patiently She now waits, For the fear to leave the heart. She waits and waits, Thousands of years, Knocking on the door, Again and again, And yet, The noise of the fear, In the Heart, Hides the sound of Her knock, And by accident, Our own Mother waits at the door to be let in. She patiently bears it all. Until one day. She decides, Enough is enough. Wields her power, And destroys the door of fear. She is Our Mother after all! She is Home! And in comes the light of a thousand suns, And removes darkness, The spider webs of pain and fear, Are cleaned by her broom. She nourishes, And slowl...
