Infinite Waiting Poem by Budhashaya Behera

Our Lord is grown up
And he is in adolescence now,
He understands how much we love,
His mother and I both of we care,
Lord knows about our waiting.

This waiting is infinite,
Since eternity we are continuing,
We have changed many forms,
But we souls are same for him,
He knows all secrets!

We are waiting for his grace,
We are waiting for his justice,
He feels our motherhood,
Like Earth beholds all creatures,
A mother beholds a child in arm,
Mother's arm is protective.

Lord knows this very well,
He calls me as his own aunt,
I am waiting for him to meet,
As much as I meet him,
I need to meet more and more,
His sweet flute is tuned for us!

His sweet flute sings for mother,
I am his aunt-mother Budhashaya!
Declaring the truth of infinity,
Our Lord gives us realization!

© Budhashaya Behera,18 March 2020. All rights reserved.