She rose into our world
Before the mighty son peeped the world
Nick – Knack sounds in the kitchen
Made us up and fold the linen
Talking to kitty purring around
Feeding the innocent bending down
First event of the day before the dawn
I could tell it without a sound
Clouds rolling up back into the history ……….
Kind compassionate smile
Focusing onto my eyes for a while
Tapping to my buttocks in a style
"My naughty boy ... not enough ??"
Whispered with a smile
Still I feel the fragrance of her milk.
Clouds started rolling …..
Leaving her soul belonging to we all
Yet, over all, for everybody as a whole
Home – Kitchen – School – Home – Kitchen – School
Gathered pain from home … and fatigue from school
Still infusing energy through foods & love for we all
But, shedding tears kneeling in dark towards North Pole
Having no hatred, anger, aversion towards whom she was fooled
Instead, "Metta,Karuna,Muditha,Upekha" practicing all.
Clouds became faster …………
Time came when she failed to grip a slipper
Diagnosed a disease gradually destroy my skipper
Mind started crying yet, there was no buffer
Nevertheless didn't expose to her either.
Clouds rolled passing the mighty sun …….
One gloomy afternoon
Having finished rounds in dense medical wards
Where you see patients sleep under the beds
Walked to the quarters almost being winded
"My darling son" she called me
Strong voice and clear it was.
"Amma .." she wasn't there.
Hundreds mile away being bedridden???
I flew to her embraced her in my mind
Resting myself in the bed
Sustaining between awake and sleep
There the phone rang …… a familiar voce spoke
"Dr. please come home, our great teacher's gone"
I knelt down clasping my hands together
Amma …… my great WISDOM.
May you attain Nibbana!!
(may you attain enlightenment !! )
Before the mighty son peeped the world
Nick – Knack sounds in the kitchen
Made us up and fold the linen
Talking to kitty purring around
Feeding the innocent bending down
First event of the day before the dawn
I could tell it without a sound
Clouds rolling up back into the history ……….
Kind compassionate smile
Focusing onto my eyes for a while
Tapping to my buttocks in a style
"My naughty boy ... not enough ??"
Whispered with a smile
Still I feel the fragrance of her milk.
Clouds started rolling …..
Leaving her soul belonging to we all
Yet, over all, for everybody as a whole
Home – Kitchen – School – Home – Kitchen – School
Gathered pain from home … and fatigue from school
Still infusing energy through foods & love for we all
But, shedding tears kneeling in dark towards North Pole
Having no hatred, anger, aversion towards whom she was fooled
Instead, "Metta,Karuna,Muditha,Upekha" practicing all.
Clouds became faster …………
Time came when she failed to grip a slipper
Diagnosed a disease gradually destroy my skipper
Mind started crying yet, there was no buffer
Nevertheless didn't expose to her either.
Clouds rolled passing the mighty sun …….
One gloomy afternoon
Having finished rounds in dense medical wards
Where you see patients sleep under the beds
Walked to the quarters almost being winded
"My darling son" she called me
Strong voice and clear it was.
"Amma .." she wasn't there.
Hundreds mile away being bedridden???
I flew to her embraced her in my mind
Resting myself in the bed
Sustaining between awake and sleep
There the phone rang …… a familiar voce spoke
"Dr. please come home, our great teacher's gone"
I knelt down clasping my hands together
Amma …… my great WISDOM.
May you attain Nibbana!!
(may you attain enlightenment !! )
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