I think I should share this. Recently, up and down a poem in embrace of my eternal divine mother goddess, I composed deep turning Tarna bradri, and hence nine centaurs navy attempt to depict what my gods meant to me. So forgive me for my mistakes. So this is Jani Konho tumari HerDay, dedicated to gods. I revive the most. No certain words can tell. Who is she for me, but still just a little attempt to present my relationship with her. I hope you like it
