The Divine Mother in the Autumn Season

By Vidya

Autumn arrives, so pleasant and bright,
Filling our granaries with harvest’s delight.
Mother Durga, in Nature’s form divine,
Brings countless blessings, pure and sublime.

She dwells in every particle,
Within and without, in every direction.
The Mother pervades all of creation,
Embracing the ten directions with her divine presence.

Her all-encompassing form appears
In crops, in flowers, and fruits so dear.
In every form, the Mother smiles,
In Nature’s every fibre, her beauty resides.

Her form is wondrous, beyond compare,
Divinity flows from her everywhere.
She reveals the strength and grace of womanhood,
Her gentleness and power, noble and good.

Throughout the year, her devotees wait,
Longing for the day, so sacred and great.
Then comes the blessed, auspicious time,
The holy festival of Navratri divine.

Yet in every home, each day,
She is worshipped in a loving way.
Her devotees receive her blessings of grace,
Which she bestows continually, in every place.

Her arrival in this season of gold
Is especially auspicious, as scriptures have told.
The gentle, smiling atmosphere all around
Fills the heart with grandeur profound.

She fills everyone’s lap with treasures untold,
With precious gifts more valuable than gold.
She brings joy to body, heart, and soul,
With her blissful blessings, she makes us whole.

— Vidya