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.


Dawn | Source
Shiprecked | Source

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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wrenchBiscuit 14 months ago

So, you had a wonderful mother also. It is both the greatest gift, and the greatest tragedy. You have written a vivid poem, but these are not thoughts I can bear to ponder for too long. Osiyo!

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Venkatachari M 14 months ago from Hyderabad, India

Another wonderful hub, as always. You have presented a splendid picture of the grandeur of light of mother nature. Awesome presentation and the inclusion of Kabir's poetry is great. Thanks for this illumination.

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manatita44 14 months ago from london Author

Yes, wrenchBiscuit.

I had a wonderful mom, but here I speak of the Divine Mother, God. As to my earthly mother, I would not say that she was a tragedy, even if to lose her, if that's what you mean. Perhaps as a 12-yr old, but never as an adult.

One day I will go to heaven, and will be asked to give an account of myself, not mom. We make our own worlds and can shift the focus for good or bad, happiness or sorrow at any moment. All Saviours left us principles on how to do so.

I thank you for your visit and comment, and trust that you are well. Much Love.

Venkatachari M,

So sweet of you, as always, and yes, Kabir is immortal. One of my favourites. Much Gratitude, here.

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janshares 14 months ago from Washington, DC

Beautiful tribute to our lost mothers whom we still cry out for in times of need. My mother's birthday was December 8th so your timely poem means a lot. It's been five years and it's still tough. Thank you for posting it and reminding me to cry out to her and celebrate the memory of my dear mother.

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billybuc 14 months ago from Olympia, WA

In more ways than one, this world could use more light and less darkness. Have I lost my mojo? Not at all. It's right where I put it last night as I went to bed. I'm just about to wake it up.

Have a splendid Wednesday, my friend.

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manatita44 14 months ago from london Author

Feel for your mom, Jan. My commiserations. Mines passed two and a half years ago. Let us continue to praise them, joyfully ... this one is to the Divine Mother. Thank you so much!


Thanks Bro.

Not quite lost mines yet, He he. Have a great day.

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wrenchBiscuit 14 months ago

Apparently you missed my meaning. But I am glad to see that you are all grown up and have become a responsible adult. Good day.

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manatita44 14 months ago from london Author

Thank you. I sincerely hope that all is well. I do not wish to create any suffering. I am like most of us, really. I am a servant. I strive to serve, to inspire, to elevate. I stumble ..I make mistakes or have uncomfortable experiences.

Believe it or not I felt that you were a dear friend telling me something, and I replied in such a way as to serve. This is a part of me, and I do not always give the usual answers.

Such beauty around the corner! Let us all try to smell the fragrance of the roses. In Love and Light.

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whonunuwho 14 months ago from United States

Manatita you truly have not lost your illustrious light, for it shines splendidly for all who read your works. I really enjoy your wide vocabulary and excellent choice of good illustrative adjectives. Our mothers are always hovering nearby, in earthly form and spiritual. Nicely done my friend. whonu

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manatita44 14 months ago from london Author

Thank you, Bro.

I thought that you were taking rest. God bless you this festive season. Much Love.

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swalia 14 months ago

"The benevolence of a dawn, which once stirred my passion,

Has all but dissipated"

This is what I was experiencing a few months back but Krishna's mercy brought me back on the path. Surrender is the only option and the Lord comes to the rescue!

Beautiful poem accompanied by lovely images!

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Gypsy Rose Lee 14 months ago from Riga, Latvia

Most inspirational and enlightening poem. My faith never wavers.

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Jodah 14 months ago from Queensland Australia

A beautiful tribute to the Divine Mother Manatita. I hope you regain your mojo soon.

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always exploring 14 months ago from Southern Illinois

How surprising that my favorite poet loses his mojo like many of us do at sad times. Your poetry to our mother is beautiful and inspiring. Your words moved me. Thank you..

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manatita44 14 months ago from london Author

Hi Swalia.

I know. Must have been pretty hard for you. So happy for you now. You seem to be moving forward with speed. Awesome! Thank you so much. Seasonal Greetings.


Me too, by His Grace. It has remained with me constantly. Praise be! I was just having a chat and flight with the Holy Mother. He he. All good.

Jodah, I thank you.

Just another interesting way to serve, Bro. Much Love.

No, Sweet Ruby. Not lost it. But I have to put the poem into the world sometimes. I'm sure that you'll understand. Much Love.

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bravewarrior 14 months ago from Central Florida

Our moms have a way of lifting our spirits at just the right moment. My mom gave me the strength to pick myself up when I fall. She's given me a sense of humor and the gift of inner sight. When I'm feeling blue, I can always call her and we end up laughing together. Then all is right once again.

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manatita44 14 months ago from london Author

Hope you are well. If I had some money, perhaps I could come to Florida some day. I believe that I visited once. A long time ago. Much Love.

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MsDora 14 months ago from The Caribbean

This is a somewhat different scenario--lost soul in search of a Mother' light. Still, as beautiful as ever, and relevant too, since it is the experience of many. Always good!

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manatita44 14 months ago from london Author

He he. Much discernment here, my Sweet. You're very astute. I mostly write for others as well as myself. Just that I always try to do this with Love. This one, like a few more, expresses longing after having fallen from Grace. Happens to the best of us.

Hope that all is good my Sweet. Carry on! Much Peace.

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vocalcoach 14 months ago from Nashville Tn.

My mojo is going strong. I refuse to let life's hurdles get me down. I take after my mother and father who were strong examples of courage and strength. Thank you for this beautiful piece.

Blessings and joy to you.


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brakel2 14 months ago from Oklahoma City, Oklahoma

Thank you for this hub and the beauty of the words. The photo of the beloved mother adds to the hub. I like your choice of words in your poetry. They are lovely and appealing. I did not know of mojo, but I have not lost mine. It is great to visit your hub. Blessings, Audrey

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manatita44 14 months ago from london Author

Audrey, Good to know that your mojo is going strong. Life 's difficulties are tough enough as it is. With your voice and music, you should move a long way in the direction of the Light. Boundless Love to our parents. In Love and Light.

Brakel2, oh ..another audrey! Great, now three of you! Blessings too, my Dear. Really appreciate your visit and welcome here. Gratitude for your very kind and sincere words. Much Love.

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Reynold Jay 14 months ago from Saginaw, Michigan

It was great to add your beloved mother to this. Very inspiring and love all the photos as well, Manatita.

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manatita44 14 months ago from london Author

Thank you so much Reynold. Mother Mary, yes. It is a poem addressing the Divine Mother. So glad that you appreciate this. Much Peace to you.

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aviannovice 14 months ago from Stillwater, OK

Very impressively done!

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manatita44 14 months ago from london Author

Yes, Deb. I really like this one too. Appreciations for your loving support, as always. Much Peace this season.

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Surabhi Kaura 14 months ago

What a lovely hub and your love towards the Divine Mother! Keep up the mojo, yep… yep!

Ah! – I love it!

“O Kabira, O Kabira, O Kabira

Up above the sky, Kabira

Down below the Earth, Kabira

Rests the Mother Divine, Kabira”

Just translated this Punjabi song written by Kabira.

‘…Let me dance to the resonance of their flutes,

So hauntingly magical,

That I lose myself, in their Delight…’ – Manatita. Only you can express with heart! So beautiful... so beautiful. Jai Lord!

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manatita44 14 months ago from london Author

Did you mean Kabir? Don't confuse me, (chuckle) he was a God-intoxicated Soul.Much Mehta (loving kindness)

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Surabhi Kaura 14 months ago

Well, yes. In Punjabi, he is pronouced 'Kabira' by many Indians. He was truly a God-intoxicated Soul. That's the best way to describe him.

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