She is the spider, She is the web
She is the weaving of the thread
She is the God and Universe
She is creation, Om-niverse
She is the dreamer and the dream
She is each ripple and the stream
She is the dancer and the dance
Dancing in her endless trance
She is the beginning in each ending
Light forever flowing bending
She is the matrix you cannot escape
She is your Self beyond each shape
She was not born, she will not die
For she is the mother of ‘you’ and ‘i’
The tree of life and the life of tree
She is the Only energy
The is the space, she is the sound
She is the lost, the seeking, the found
She is the part and the sum and the whole
She is the actor, the play and each role
She is the story you cannot tell
She is the treasure you cannot sell
The nothing hiding in everything
The silent song we always sing
She is the truth in every lie
The laughter in every tear and cry
The sun shining through the stormy rains
The happiness within the pain
The love that masquerades as hate
She is your Will revealed as fate
She is freedom in each cage
The peace and calm within each rage
She is the Self you realize
Once you see through your Real Eyes
She has no end, yet is complete
In everything you always meet
You walk with Her in every step
She is the spider and the web
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Swati Prakash 
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