Before any Important Decision or Action, son Says: Mummy What are your Vibes?
I say: Think twice Or even Thrice, Before you Decide or act. You don't need To believe In my vibes.
Daughter says: Mummy you are Psychic. Often what You say, comes true.
Hubby says: Sweetie, you are of Higher consciousness.
But deep within me, I know I'm an ordinary mortal, A simpleton, a common Person, a simple soul - One of the countless Zillions inhabiting This populous world.
Zillions lived Before me.... Zillions will live After me.
It has been happening For centuries. I'm just a Speck or a star you may say In these numerous galaxies Of our universe and as you May know, even stars are not Immortal, not infallible, Even they perish, fall and die.
Hence, all these Labels, accolades And descriptions Given to me by my family Make me feel surreal as I Know it's all ephemeral....
I'm here for them Now. They perceive me Differently, their Perception of me Doesn't tally With my perception Of me.
Tomorrow or day after, Those labels will Permanently Vanish with me, When I Vanish into the Endless eternity....
