What celestial art, art thou the creation of?
\nLove thy is my cardiac cadence, lilt of life.
\nAll mystical and all sublime
\nTranscendent and awe-inspiring
\nMy blissful journey started from thy womb
\nBlooming in thy tunes of lullabies and follies
\nIn unfathomable ocean of patience and care.<\/span><\/p>\n

-An unimpending splendor-
\nImmaculate, immanent and undiluted divine
\nThou had me imbued with numinous caress.
\nIn thy saccharine smile of power
\nMy hope imamates as a joyous spring bud
\nDefying the supremacy of the dazzling sun.
\nWhich earthy might of profanity defies thy sacrosanct grace of dedication?<\/p>\n

-Thy sweet sober words-
\nFlows the elixir of wisdom
\nUnspotted and unspoilt as cascade
\nThe assembly of thy glory brings in me
\nThe drizzle of comfort and relief.
\nI walk and talk in your guidance
\nFilled with love and perseverance
\nThy lap, an ample lap of sagacity and knowledge
\nTruth, peace and fragrance.<\/p>\n

-Of mystic radiance-
\nSource of bliss and eternal serene thou art
\nYour subtle-soft and joyful grace illumes my wayward
\nLike a jocund free bird\u2019s of joy is my heart.
\nGod thou art, down to earth an Angel friend. Mimic I
\nThy supreme words of peace and wisdom
\nPrudence, fortitude, love and compassion.<\/p>\n

In your glistening eyes- the mirrors
\nI could see the whole world-fair
\nIn fail less depth of immortal love.
\nThy voice that echoes far to the wilderness
\nIs spiritual and unreachable of any noble earthly founts…
\nYour smile is enduring beacon
\nThat rekindles my lamp of hope in the darkened
\nAnd silenced ebbing pains and throbbing jolts.
\nMy cries and screams of temperamental whims and exquisite pain
\nSates with pleasure ere thou fondle my hair with loving ray of dominion.
\nTouch thy is a glory touch of blooming hope
\nInspiring, resuming and enshrining love…
\nHome thy is an unprecedented heaven of earth.
\nI have come of age, will for sure, I age more and die
\nBut your sublime love for filial blood will in ages never die.
\nLove thy is the mother\u2019s love-
\nThe love of dignity and majesty.
\nOf magnificence and great great greatness.
\nWho dareth to equate thy debt of conception, thy labour pain?<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

FOR ALL MOTHERS…
\n<\/span><\/strong><\/em><\/div>\n
[<\/span><\/strong>Earlier published in PH as ‘Majesty Of My Mother’s Love’ \u00a0and Poetryandchocolatecafe as ‘Mother’s Day-A memory’<\/span>– Editors]<\/span><\/strong><\/em><\/div>\n
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