Come! Show me Your illustrious Light, O Mother
Dear Mother, Greetings!
I won’t ask how You are,
But I hope that you find my poetry pleasing,
As you ‘chill’ comfortably,
In the firmament of the blazing sun.
It was the sweet palm of Your glory,
That sheltered me from stormy nights,
As Your Love shone ceaselessly,
Replenishing my Soul.
But Mother, I’ve now lost my mojo,
And I’m no more your lotus flower.
Like the once exquisite rose,
Now fading into the jaws of eternal time,
So too the rain keeps falling on my petals,
Eroding the stem and roots with its ceaseless shower.
Mother, dusk has set in, and it is no longer sunrise.
The benevolence of a dawn, which once stirred my passion,
Has all but dissipated.
I am now shipwrecked, and like Robinson Crusoe,
I search impatiently for my man Friday.
Dear Mom, You gave me such a wondrous bounty!
Yet, like a gambler, too addicted to hold on to his winnings,
I have squandered it all.
With bated breath, I now push forward my one final longing:
I watch with wonder, the Lapis Lazuli of Your starlit night,
Kissing the ripples of the river Neckar.
Come! Show me Your illustrious Light, O Mother!
Show me Your Light once more.
Let this Heart melt in the resplendence of Your grandeur,
Burnt by Love; inebriated by the symphonies’ of minstrels.
Let me dance to the resonance of their flutes,
So hauntingly magical,
That I lose myself, in their Delight.
Until then, Mother, I remain, Your prodigal son,
Lost, but found once more, Sonny.
_Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. ©Copyrighted, 7th December, 2015.
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