The Lamp Of Life Poem by lalitha iyer

in the sparrow's nest
when the eggs of hope
break open and young chicks opens
their red mouths with hunger
in their urge for food
the wormfull mother
with love and ardour
feeds the babes
and you can feel
the shade of the glimmer
of the burning lamp of life

from the pain of birth
as the mother aching eyes
opens and confound
a tiny bundle of mound
from the senses mould
when the teats are held
the unknown one suckles
without intention
but only compulsion
there the world of life
slowly blooms
and the lamp of life
it is held in pride.

in all motherly care
in innocent fairs
in paternal trusts
and preventive chests
in all homely bonds
and friendly founds
the lamp of life burns
treasuring the truth of existence.