God is like my mother (poem)

My dear mother sometimes fed me,
whatever she would cook, lovingly.

Sometimes, she fed me sweet food,
and at some other times bitter food.

At times, she fed all with one spoon,
but some times, with several spoons.

Just as, I ate trustingly, all that she fed,
similarly, I embrace, all, that God offers.

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Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)