©Seema Jayaraman, Mumbai,19Sep2015
White doves in the sky
Endless, formless white of light
Apron that encircles
Present in form and thought
Womb offered later Arms to embrace
Mother, chaperone for life
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Deeply envisioned and aptly depicted. A beautiful poem I like most. Thanks for sharing. ....10
Thank you Sir this is an early attempt at Haiku though it's technicalities are still confusing
Endless, formless white of light... white doves. the womb..... a wonderful combination of thoughts and words. dear seema.