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| Jernail S Aanand |
THE MOTHER SUPERIOR
(An Ode to Most Kind Mother :Earth)
When supports of the world fail,
And I feel lonely
And helpless,
I fall upon my Lord
To whom I address my woes
He dresses my wounds
And I go to sleep contented.
But it is not always so.
Quite often,
When gods fail to address my issues
When pain keeps dripping like blood
And when gods are silent
And his men too
I know still I have some one to go.
In the world a son who fails
Rushes into the lap of his mother
And cries his grief out
Has the mother ever asked him
Wait, let me think a bit?
Never.
A mother never disappoints.
But a mother is a timed entity
Cannot be with you
Always to succour your woes
But pains, hurts and insults
Are the staple diet
On which we humans have to survive
In this desperate situation
When neither God is around
Nor mother
And you feel
Enough is enough
There is a Mother Superior
Who opens her unquestioning arms for us.
(*Mother superior is the Earth that receives all back ....without any questions)
