When I first saw you
I was scared to touch you
Your skin looked so fragile.
when I first held you
My hands were trembling
I thought you will fall
because you were so small
Then you opened your eyes
They were so big and beautiful
I cried inside
Maybe I was scared to be your mother,
Maybe I was scared you wouldn't want to be my son
But the moment stood still
I smiled and you smiled back
I was your mother and you were my son
From there on despite the uncertain future
I looked into your eyes
And named you 'UNATHI'
Because I felt the hand of GOD on you
When GOD touched you
I also rubbed his hands against mine
That's when I knew, he is with us,
you and me
Hence the name 'UNATHI'
I love you my baby.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
beautiful poem celebrating mum-son love....the mother as a vehicle of creation and its almost mystical standing in the order of nature loved it ***