The Origin

By Prerna Sharma

“Mother is the most creative creation of the creator” 

O Great Mother! My guiding star, 

Heavenly womb, doting pearl of scar, 

Day and night in my melting heart, 

What a creation! 

Mightier than all of Art, 

Shall be barren my verse for you, 

If my virtuous Sun shines devoid of you. 

I wonder by dawn, 

What pious act I did? 

That the magical route led me to you, 

What else would it be? 

Tormenting winds, charming lands, 

Have gone adrift, while 

Your ocean of love expands. 

A saviour in you, blissful abode, 

Embraced me in daunting times, 

Forgive me for my petty words, 

You’re beyond, even in an endless ode. 

O Great Mother! You’re the one 

I first saw in this heavy world, 

Your beaming soul confesses 

The story of its own, 

As I learnt of your warmth, 

A part of you unknown, 

O My Mother! Infallible beauty, 

Your mothering is my dearest gift, 

For which I have a cosmic duty!

By Prerna Sharma