Poem

Mother

Mother…! The word is

luminous in the world.

No birth on the earth

happens without a mother.

Test-tube babies,

too, do not come into this array.

Mother’s love is the deepest

and most precious love

among all relationships on earth.

No other love is as precious

as a mother’s love.

A partner’s love and other forms of love

may sometimes be artificially created

or superficial,

but a mother’s love is divine,

having no artificiality.

Real love does not originate

from sweet words and laughter,

but comes out from

the sovereign inner mind

like a mother’s.

The bond of the infant with the mother

begins with birth

and remains everlastingly precious.

No relation or relationship on earth

is as deeply interlocked

as that between mother and infant.

A mother’s love for her infant

is as real as the natural fragrance of flowers,

but other modes and codes of love

carved among people

may sometimes be mere instant cosmetic love.

Love is not a manufactured product

to be displayed openly

for sale and purchase.

Technologically articulated,

technicolour love

may eventually be technically disrupted

into a vacuum.

Yes…! Mother’s love is divine

and eternal on this earth…!