Thursday, October 1, 2009

Eternal Mother

The train is coming - rail gate down - some people waiting for the train to pass - I was among them. A lady was there - black clothes but smile on her face was bright... "come on, come on" the lady asked... I looked at the lady - the train is passing the gate and I saw with great joy and surprise that she was trying to see her child the real train passing by... a rare smile on her face disclosed the heavenly joy that she was getting... Oh mother - eternal mother - nourish your affection, keep your attention, cherish your joy forever... forever...

1 comment:

  1. I think your observations are very sharp. You have certain intuition. You have touched the feelings of a motherhood. Thank you for this poem.

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