Mother (poem)
Eons of time I've been gestating,
to take a form been hesitating.
From the unmanifest this cosmic conception,
on this earth a fantastic reception...
And then, one fateful August morn,
from your being I was born.
With tender love you nurtured a seed,
to your own distress you paid no heed.
Unmindful of any risk and danger,
you decided upon this lonely stranger...
Rainbows, clouds, the deep blue sky,
glittering birds that fly on high,
out of fragments you've made my whole.
From the elements you fashioned my soul.
Mother dear, you gave me life...
Because of you, no struggle or strife...
You gave me joy and position.
Cared for me without condition.
And if I ever change this world,
it's from the emotions you've unfurled.
Your compassion is so sweet and dear...
Your finest feelings I can hear...
I can sense your faintest notion...
The wondrous magic of your love potion...
And now that I have come so far,
met with every king and czar...
Encountered every color and creed...
Of every passion, every greed...
I go back to that starry night,
with not a fear for muscle or might...
You taught me how to stand and fight
for every single wrong and right,
every day without a hold.
I will treasure what you've mold...
I will remember every kiss...
Your sweet words I'll never miss...
No matter where I go from here...
You're in my heart, my mother dear...
