Every morning she would wake up with sweetest of smiles,
for today is the day she had been waiting for throughout her life.
Plucked fruits and berries, bitter and sweet, and lots of fragrant flowers to be handpicked,
naïve that she was, wanting to protect and feed, the almighty, supreme.
All the sages would advise, you are turning insane, it's been years, decades, Shabari,
your wait is futile, today is just like any other day,
she wasn't swayed, happily she would wait.
.. and one beautiful day
all her prayers were answered, all her wait was over, all soaked in tears,
the all powerful, all pious, all divine,
there he was, lord rama, cherishing tasted berries like an innocent child.
Sometimes things don't fall into place, sometimes you have to wait,
but that is only a sign, you are gods treasured child.
Soon, your caring embrace, will be blessed with cuddles and smiles,
twinkling eyes, tiny little hands and feet, a kiss on the forehead, a kiss on the cheeks,
I know, I see it everyday, a loving mother, in your heart, waiting for that heartbeat..
