This is not our father.
She is a goddess called Mother in our Village.
It's not magic or strategy
It is God who heals wounds of people
If you pay some salt to her
That goddess will have mercy.
When we get any wart in our body
Let's take a hair and tie it and we pray
All the warts fall off like flowers,
In the next festival
Let's pray politely by pouring some salt
on the feet of our deity.
If our children get measles
Let's pray for Aatha to save us.
If there is a sixteen-day period from neem bed
Aatha will protect our children.
How the mother is so helpful
for the growth of a child
Our Muthumari Amman is like a companion
She will accompany us in our lives.
If our parched farmland needs rain
When we plant sprouts in the pot
She will make it rain
People and other living things get wet
by the rain of Aatha's grace
I don't know if I worship my mother in my home
We, Tamils, worship our mother in every street
She is the Aatha Mariamman who dwells in our hearts.\n\nJeevaneyan @ Dr.M.Kannadhasan
https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/aatha-mariamma/
She is a goddess called Mother in our Village.
It's not magic or strategy
It is God who heals wounds of people
If you pay some salt to her
That goddess will have mercy.
When we get any wart in our body
Let's take a hair and tie it and we pray
All the warts fall off like flowers,
In the next festival
Let's pray politely by pouring some salt
on the feet of our deity.
If our children get measles
Let's pray for Aatha to save us.
If there is a sixteen-day period from neem bed
Aatha will protect our children.
How the mother is so helpful
for the growth of a child
Our Muthumari Amman is like a companion
She will accompany us in our lives.
If our parched farmland needs rain
When we plant sprouts in the pot
She will make it rain
People and other living things get wet
by the rain of Aatha's grace
I don't know if I worship my mother in my home
We, Tamils, worship our mother in every street
She is the Aatha Mariamman who dwells in our hearts.\n\nJeevaneyan @ Dr.M.Kannadhasan
https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/aatha-mariamma/
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00:00This is not our father.
00:02She is a goddess called mother in our village.
00:05It's not magic or strategy.
00:07It is God who heals wounds of people.
00:10If you pay some salt to her,
00:12that goddess will have mercy.
00:15When we get any wart in our body,
00:17let's take a hair and tie it and we pray.
00:20All the warts fall off like flowers.
00:23In the next festival,
00:25let's pray politely by pouring some salt
00:28on the feet of our deity.
00:30If our children get measles,
00:33let's pray for Atha to save us.
00:35If there is a 16-day period from neem bed,
00:39Atha will protect our children.
00:41How the mother is so helpful
00:43for the growth of a child.
00:46Our Muthumari Amman is like a companion.
00:49She will accompany us in our lives.
00:51If our parched farmland needs rain,
00:54when we plant sprouts in the pot,
00:57she will make it rain.
00:59People and other living things get wet.
01:02By the rain of Atha's grace,
01:04I don't know if I worship my mother in my home.
01:07We, Tamils, worship our mother in every street.
01:11She is the Atha Mari Amman who dwells in our hearts.