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'Maa' the word sounds very little but
The world has not enough words to describe a mother.
She is born affectionate.
The moon that had been illuminating the earth for so long,
It hid its face while mother was being created.
When a mother smiles, it seems as if the falling
Fountain makes a song of peace.
A mother is the garnish of life.
Life without mother is the black stone in the deep sea.
The star of eyes is a mother;
The pulsation of heart is a mother;
And the thinking in the mind is a mother.
So tell me– do you have your own?
Flower her like the lotus in the nectar
Of your mind. |
