A Mother's love is not bound by borders,
it does not rest in the shallow waters of time.
It flows endlessly, an ocean vast,
carving canyons deep in the heart.
Her embrace is the quiet earth beneath your feet,
steady, unyielding, yet soft enough to cradle.
Her voice, the whisper of the wind,
urging you forward, yet calming your storms.
She does not ask for return,
her love is a gift given freely,
like sunlight warming the darkest corner
of a soul yet to bloom.
In her eyes is the history of her sacrifices,
unspoken stories etched like constellations.
They guide you, even when clouds gather
and the night feels eternal.
Her love transcends the body, the years, the world---
a bond unseen but ever-present,
holding you through joy and despair,
a love that simply is.
Only mother can express unconditional love for her every child. nice poetic writing. nice to read
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful tribute to mothers. So wonderfully expressed and crafted. Each and every line stands out. To my favorites.