True path

Last night I was dreaming
as if I was standing on a cloud
watching down on the blue earth
spinning gloriously below my feet.

Above me were two loving eyes
looking down upon the earth
and at me with a soft tenderness
the way a mother looks at her own.

Softly I heard a voice speak to me
I have nurtured you all for centuries
I have let you all have your will, wisdom
you have chosen your own paths to love me.

You have loved me back through all these ways
of religions, service, knowledge and pure love
they all reach me and merge inside me
so never think that any one is lost in his way.

Or I look down upon any path or follower
It doesnot matters to me if he is wise or fool
man or woman, saint or sinner, black or brown
If he loves my children, his love for me is true.