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Mischievous Sun and ecstasy of the Sky. |
| YOU are a mischievous SON! You want to have a gentle float on your own! You want to slide slowly from your Mother's hands! The limitless SKY--your mother--knows your limits!! She is just extending her cloud-hands to get you in her mother-care again!!! But you gently slip and move away with a golden smile!!!! The whole world is relishing it!!! But no one can capture you in his eyes!! I have captured you--- I mean your image----in a reflection!!!! When this itself gives me an endless happiness.... Just think of your mother's ecstasy to have you again in her hand-hold!!! Please move into her hand-cradle... Make her happy and happy! |