You are the earth - revolves around the sun.
I am the moon - revolves around the earth.
Every day you wait for the sunrise even knowing the sunset will take place.
Every night I long for Pournami’s light
Yet embrace Amavasya lost in the night.
You are the last page in the book I adore.
I am the first page in the book you choose to ignore.
I cannot close what you cannot start.
This unspoken word can never be said.
The end of the joy which never felt.
The end of the warmth never left.
The end of the journey was never planned.
The end of the story which never begins.
A dream that time and fate refused to pursue.

She forgives like Bhoomi, vast and kind
She waits like Sitha, pure and strong
She fights like Durga, fearless and bright
She blesses like Lakshmi, love and wealth
She feeds like Annapoorna, removes hunger
She protects like Kali, bold and courage
She heals like Adishakthi,divine and eternal
A woman is power and grace
A goddess in every time and place