Ode To My Mother

And when I crept under your warm embrace, Oh Ma! I got to know what the wide world missed. That shining light of midnight moon, Swept all over your starry face. Your smile, to my life a boon, My temple, a shrine, where you kissed. Your eyes, the sparkly dew at dusk, Your voice, the departing cuckoo's tune. The furtive smile, one with tears that sneaked, On homecoming, as lone cloud at noon, True. Your tender feet hold heavens, Blessed me, with those, first walked and slipped. The roads you paved, with effulgence, Took me back, on being brusk, As sun, behind the mountains always, At dawn, again your're young as rose whence.