You are so close,
Yet too far,
Deeper I drown,
Farther you are;
Eternal deep as ocean,
So close, yet too far;
My refuge in motherly earth,
Live with nature and it's gifts;
But now different from it's past;
Roses appear so alluring,
Yet odor is too far;
Sounds of wavy ecstatic rhyme,
From flowing Frolic lakes;
Draws me feel it's coolth;
Exhilarating breeze,
Flows in inebriation;
All nature's gifts deviate,
Though look in my reach,
Yet far from me;
Oh! My nature,
Thine motherly love;
I whine for recourse,
Don't go far and farther,
Want to lie in thy lap,
Wish always feel tender love,
Where are you?
Don't distance from myself;
© sadashivan nair
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Thine motherly love is interestingly expressed witnessing nature. Love determines life's flow here. Amazing this poem is.10