Mother, I am your mirror of silvery look Your reflection speaks of me, Though you grow old speed’st as winter I grow as the kindling spring, When I grow as a radiant flower, so bright You are the colours of my petals Gaze your image so true you only know. Still you are my ocean boundless in love Flowing with my feet wherever I move, So many oceans you are of godly power It is an ocean in your eyes Yet another ocean in your heart Flooded with rain of love, Unchanging like the sun Unveil light of love in every turn, Smiles are waves on your lips Though pained like fire on flowers, Tangle my hair in your soft palm Like breeze of spring after winter, You are thoughtful like the bird Sitting alone in your garden of love Craft a song in undying words Reach to us quickly fading our grief,
You are indeed our worlds Round off to all loveliness we dream, You are the unforgotten letters Of all my startling secrets.
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