Monday, July 27, 2020

A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOM!



                                     


 
1.   “A very happy birthday, Mom!”  I Said.
        Recalling her memories far from days past
        Days flew by unknown so swift and fast
        A flash of memory within me spread
        Our rush through routine make us forget
        Even our promises and persons we met.

2.     Time has erased so many sweet events bygone
        A dim shadow of what we went through remained
        Of those halcyon days and what we have gained;
        Like glittering strips of fairy’s rings on dew-filled lawn
        Once more of what I said echoed within my heart
        Silence mocked at my queries, no answer I got.

3.     Her memories at once engulfed my mind
        Her jovial nature with spontaneous wit
        Her hasty temper with genial mirth and grit
        Her liberal ways with sociable nature kind
        Her special affection for bonny children male
        Her gift of music and her skill of narrating tales.

4.     So many years did lapse since she had gone
        How can I view her state with my mortal sight?
        And yet in a dreamy vision saw her phantom bright  
        She seemed quite young and fresh like blooming dawn
        Free from earthly burdens—no wrinkled face
        No shriveling tensions in her I trace.

5.     Her golden complexion beamed with red-lotus glow
        With puzzled looks I stood with confounded thoughts
        Her silent looks conveyed more than what I caught
        Like whispering waves that ebb with retreating glow
        She seemed angelic with philosophic ease
        No tantalizing tensions her bosom tease.

6.    Her looks jeered at my wishful greetings
       Like elders laughing at children’s innocent acts
       Can one measure immortal soul’s age in fact
       Free from world’s illusions and changing things?
       She seemed herself in true spiritual form
       Far above our worldly restraints, unruffled and calm.

7.   “You, silly old fellow!” she seemed to say
        Far away from our passion- stricken mortal days
        Delinked from our self-bound tottering ways
        Untouched by dualities and emotions’ sway;
        A new awakening into a new realm, 
        My birthday wishes to whom shall I convey?

8.    Death is nothing but a brief spell of sleep
       A rejuvenation of soul from stress and strain
       A liberation from earthly pulls and pain;
       A new onward journey, a joyous leap
       Into mysterious worlds of spiritual peace
       To review our acts and move onward with ease.

9.    So many births and deaths we had beyond our count
       In so many different bodies and climes
       To face so many tests and trials in different times
       To purge our innate weaknesses and surmount
       In spite of our detours and digressions vain
       To set right our path to God-a gradual gain.

10.  In spite of our blunders, God is helpful and kind
       To guide us on righteous path with generous mind
       A purpose behind our births and deaths God-ordained
       Yet still we curse our fate too blind to find.”
       She seemed to say as she vanished from my sight
       Amazed my heart fluttered like a bat in the dead of night.

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      27th July, 2020                            Somaseshu Gutala


  "There is a purpose in each stumble and fall."-- Sri Aurobindo
      
  " Surrender to the divine is the best emotional protection." -- Mother

             
 


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