Manikandan

Winsome the cute and mighty ride
upon the cub comrade
Hiding artfully that eternal magic
within the little bow and arrow
to blaze and craft the universe
within a lightning moment.
Where you hasten my Lord
to the frightening forest?
I am blessed yielding myself
To a divine maternal concern
To make you listen my call
following you
With this sweetened milk
Paving my heart over
The thrones and stones
Lulling those lotus bud feet.

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