For my mother, the epitome of love and simplicity
A mother is life, love, and trust
She is beauty, youth and grace
She is a mine of virtue, honour and esteem
She is the guiding star for every child.
Without her, this world would be a dull and dreary place
In her absence, sadness would hold its sway
She is the sublime force in the eternal hands of God
She is the picture of all that’s good and beautiful on earth.
A mother takes care of life at its infancy
She is the source of nurturing passion
She supports the pained and the aged
She stands tall in time of loss and death.
A mother is the bubbling energy of the day
She is the binding string of life
She is the seed of immense potential
She is the reason and drive of a cause.
When she is sad, the universe cries
When she is happy, nature freely laughs.
When she sleeps, skies sleep with her
When she wakes, earth welcomes the day.
She rules the world, without an army
She protects without any daggers
She is the epitome of deep faith
She is the soul, if life is the body.
She can turn the ways of the world
When she commands, heavens obey
She can move the mightiest mountains
She can part the deepest oceans.
As long as the world exists and is beautiful
She will rule the world like the hand of God.