Miracle

By Swathy Prasad

 Four years ago

On a hazy evening,

I was yelling with pain

Looking at the white-painted wall

Of the labour room

Surrounded by doctors and nurses-

Trying hard to reduce my pain;

Just then, I heard a small voice

That was soothing for my ears.

My Daughter! The little miracle!

Has finally come to make

My feminity complete.

Every birth is a miracle

Like the spectral sunrise

On a mountain top -

Removing our blindness

Through the beautiful rays,

Infants spread light

In our life's relays!

My baby seemed like a splendor

That the seasons bring.

She is god's miracle who brings

Smile in mom's dreams.

Just like the pink flowers

That bloom on camellia tree

I bloomed with -

 The joy of motherhood

In every inch of me.

Like the wind-sept dunes,

My pain vanished

With the tender smile of

My ever valuable gift!

By Swathy Prasad