From where, in the beginning emerged
The Universe; and in the end where embedded
All these planets, skies and oceans
Rivers, dales and tall mountains
Colours, scents and flavours
Charms of all shapes and forms
Grace of every phenomenon
Seen, sensed and savored
As part of every day routine
Ever imagined thou! Their origin
That power pool of eternal blaze
The source and sorbent in one
Lo! It is the holy trine! Mother divine!
Not just the woman! A mortal effigy
Oppressed under hombre hoofs
But know her as sacred pneuma
Take my word! All my fellow men
Whatever be her worldly nomen
Sister, daughter, wife or mistress
She is always the Holy Mother
In whose heavenly ardor
You are destined to dissolve
In life and after
complete love is unconditional...doesn't expect any thing in return...motherhood is the example...a beautiful poem, thanks giving, to one's source or origin for one's existence on this earth...10
Striking use of imagery and very deeply introspective. Mother earth - sacred source of man's sustenance during his mortal existence. This is both beautiful and powerful. Linda
another lovely poem witten with wise words...thanks for sharing 10+
it was like listening to a prayer to the mother goddess...
A great tribute to Mother Earth! Some of my poems reflect these views!
beautiful images cojuered upwith words, the poem suddenly takes a turn and in most compassionate words you have concluded it. thanks for sharing Mamta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem sathya. i see that while others are fighting for gender equality, you are fighting for more than that- It seems to me that u think women are sacred. I have also read some of your poems, you have written so much. i will find time to read them alll. Do read mine too and comment. let me also have your email address. mine is abuimam1@yahoo.co.uk. thnx.