Faith, unwavering

Faith, unwavering

An unflinching faith in my mother

as my all-powerful, mighty protector

capable of thwarting all the miseries on my way,

being sure of it undisturbed, I used to merrily  play,

this faith in my childhood days

in me now glitteringly blaze

while Ma Durga  I propitiate

begging Her blessings, lying prostrate

with faith tarnished by worldly distractions

on her ability, raising mortal man's questions.

The philosophies on her images and weapons

and on her nine images of Navaratri vanquishing evil demons

on the contents of compositions of hymns in Her honor

their recitals, creating momentary faith that vanishes soon after.

at her frame and form, power and grace are beyond infinity

to limit these inconceivable traits, endeavors this foolish humanity

pale these before the faith a child has in its mother

Hey Ma Durga! Bless me to possess similar faith in you forever.

P K Routray  5 Green Park

in the service of the Lord