A Woman Is Not A Slave

A Woman Is Not A Slave

A woman can be a thrall,
a slave at her own sweet will,
She cannot be made a mameluke.

A woman can be a thrall,
For someone for her love,
For family and for lover.

A woman can kiss the dust,
Not for her lower status,
She stoops to become Crown.

A woman becomes slave for him,
Whom She loves as her Master,
She gives in to her beloved Lover.

A woman wants honour,
As her real nature and veneration,
She is the source of real worship.

A woman becomes slave,
As Krishna who wishes to touch
the divine feet of Radha His beloved.

A woman is not weak and Pusillanimous,
She is the Mother of Strong Human,
The Source of Elan Vital.

A woman is a vast Ocean,
Her eyes are teemed with brine,
Each drop is Love Liquefied.

Love is a deep state of Union,
Two bodies dissolve into One,
A state of feeling of Noting and absolute.

A woman is Love personified,
She is a thrilling Joy and Trance,
Spirit that trancedDevotees like
Gopis and Mira for their Krishna.

A woman is a divine force,
No Man is complete without a woman,
Man and woman are complete within them.

A woman is complete unto Herself,
As She plays different roles of life,
A lover a wife and a Mother.

A woman is not a slave,
She is the Self behind everything,
She becomes Slave at her own sweet will,
Nurturing life’s essential ingredients.
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@prabir Gayen: 04/03/2019..2: 39 PM.