My Legend

I lost you a long time ago, over the years fervent feeling of gratitude accumulated layer on layer unexpressed in the niche of my broken heart. I write now with earnest words the narration of my emotion, hope it’ll reach you where you are. When we got uprooted from our native place, an anchoring alcove for the driftwood you made for me with copious care, provided a sanguine shelter of security, so no surging storm of distress I’d face, and the strewn shards of life from the desolate debris I could gather. In the torrent of turmoil when the family was afloat, you toiled so hard day and night to once again grow and spread our ravaged roots in an alien pasture. To my deprived uncertain life adrift, you gave a gift, a secured nest, from where I could spread my wings in the seamless sky of future. In the cover of your caring wings, I could fly high protected, the wild winds couldn’t blow away my soaring aspirations. In your everlasting shadow I live enveloped even today with your undying love, memory immortalizes. I still feel the tender touch of your affectionate hands, that sculpted me with skill and made me what I am today. You used to tell me angels live in heaven, they glow with celestial pristine beauty as the sparkling stars in the faraway milky way, but I know they often descend on earth, for I’ve seen the radiant aura of your heart as appealing as the halo of angel’s face. You left me for your new abode decades ago, but when in the dismal ebony night I walk the last mile, see the northern star glisten, I know you shine as the star in heaven with the angels to guide me to the final destination, where I will once again find me by the side of my legend.