My Mother

By Ms Ruchi Dedhia

Marvellous and unconditional ways was how she showered her unnoticeable love on me,

Yogic and karmic indulgence mirrored in her name and personality to me,

Multiple and complex emotion beholder yet shone like a singular ray in the darkest time for me,

Off-white and grey as she grew, yet that didn't stop her to teach - black and white to me,

Troubled sadness rolled down her cheek but was a invincible protective shield always for me,

Honestly humble heart of purest gold not only for me but strangers and unknown you see,

Electric motivator, infinite will power, an example to feel-witness-and-be ,

Right now because she is not with me, I realise she still echoes in minuscule ways through me...

“MY MOTHER,”: A word that meant the world to me.

By Ms Ruchi Dedhia