RIC S. BASTASA


She Is Mother.... - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

that early morning
the old woman who served well
the government of this Republic
until her retirement
visited me in my working room
and she asked me how am i doing and
i told her that everything is fine and
she commented that she is seeing light
in my face and that everything must have
been smooth and easy and i answered that
probably it is because God has made it
possible for me to survive the ordeals of
our justice system and she assured me
that the Holy Almighty will always be
behind us, and we did not notice that
we have been holding hands for a long
time until she felt uneasy about the
unusual matter and i took away my hand
from her hand and i felt the unseen
energy running away from me and
i wondered if she was an angel sent
to me by the Lord of Justice
but i shrug the idea off for
everything here is real and
perhaps if things happen by reason
of miracles, then it must be.

for the meantime, we cut short
our concerns, work is here and
invading us and we have to part
finally.

God be with you, she finally leaves,
such words of comfort.

she is mother.

Topic(s) of this poem: life


Comments about She Is Mother.... by RIC S. BASTASA

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (9/7/2015 8:58:00 AM)


    Everything here is real and perhaps if things happen by reason of miracles, and this reveals about story of a mother. So wonderful composition shared...10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 7, 2015



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