Mom is the central point
We are all circles around
One whose radiance expands
Goes away farther and farther.
Mother’s branch is studied with full mind
Comparing everything with Mom
We became distant.
Truth to tell, living is not anything else
It’s a journey of long distance
We stray far from Mom right from birth.
More than when it looks at its Mom
Innocently with an opening the beak
The bird sees the glint on its wing
Only when it flies the direction it knows.
For the moon searching for his reflected radiance
Mother’s shade becomes an eclipse.
The universe expands
Always from its base.
Mom is the lighthouse
Ships we are all
Drifted each of us
Carrying our own weight.
Telugu Original: Vinnakota Ravisankar
English Rendering: Rama Rao Vadapalli V.B.