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❛❛ hail Demeter, Mother of All, Gentle Hearted Lady, Bright Goddess,

Venus Discovering the Dead Adonis (detail), 1650

𝑝𝑜𝑣: 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐴𝑝ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑑𝑖𝑡𝑒

Shiva

On account of mother's day, here's a Yashoda moodboard and a little something I wrote!

"He won't come back," they tell her.

"He isn't your Kanha anymore," they try to make her understand.

"He is the lord of Mathura now," they shout.

And oh she has heard! Heard the words they speak about him, of how he had slain the wicked king, of how he had freed his parents and taken care of them, and of how he had charmed the entire city with his easy smiles and gold forged heart.

But her heart is a stubborn thing much like her son's, and refuses to listen to reason. He will.

Because no matter what, he would always be her Kanha, mischievous and restless, who used to sneak into her bed during stormy nights to hold her hand with his small ones and tug at the end of her braid whenever he wanted something.

❝ the god of speed and distant messages. a golden crown above his shining eyes. his slender staff held out before him. and little wings fluttering at his ankles.

𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐍𝐘𝐌𝐏𝐇 / 𝐃𝐑𝐘𝐀𝐃;

notebook poetry

Museums, daydreams, embroidered school uniforms, the theatre and opera concerts.