Tribute To Mother Teresa

shroud of haze engulfs the earth as the news of thy death arrives, And the slums of Calcutta, from where you lifted the forsaken for care, look dispossessed. In thy death the world has lost an apostle of compassion who transcended the barriers of caste and creed in disseminating love A universal mother thou art, whose healing touch mattered much more than even Medicare, for medicine heals the wounds of body, but who shall heal the wounds of heart and soul without thee, O Mother? While at the kingdom of Heaven a choir of angels eagerly awaits the return of the humble daughter. The humans, still aghast and bereaved, weep over the irrevocable loss.