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MOTHER
Ocean of love churned*
Our ambrosia Mother
Rises with a smile
Tender most and hard
She’s a wondrous gift to us
By doting Nature
Childhood’s paradise
Is only her creation
We stay fearless
You can tell which girls
Lack mothers by a simple
Look of their hair
Precious possession
Of every living being
Pawns her life for us
* The Churning of the Ocean
Source : Wikipedia
Main article: Samudra
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According to Bhagavata, outcome of the churning of Ksheerasagara is Halahalam (terribly destructive poison), Amrita (nectar) with Dhanvantari (physician of Gods), Lakshmi (Goddess of Riches), Jyestha (Goddess of Poverty), Chandra (the Moon), a white elephant named Airavata, a horse named Uchchaisrava, Kalpavriksha (the tree that yields whatever is desired).
The Churning of the Cosmic Ocean (the Milky Way) is told in several ancient texts, notably in the Valmiki's Ramayana Canto 45 [4] and in the Mahabharata.[5]
For : Real Toads
Sunday Mini Challenge ~ The Secret Life of Bees
My inspiration was : “You can tell which girls lack mothers by the look of
their hair...”
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For : Haiku Heights
Day 29 Sept.
Prompt : Mother
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For : Poetry Pantry
Such a touching piece Sumana. I so appreciate your notes of explanation. It gives such a deeper understanding of your poem. I reread it trying to pick a favorite part, but all of it is so lovely. Thanks so much for taking part in the challenge.
ReplyDeleteThanks Susie.....it was such an amazing challenge .....i really enjoyed writing this.....thanks once again for dropping by and your words of encouragements.... :)
DeleteDreamy beauty in this poem. Love the image of an ambrosia mother.
ReplyDeleteThanks Gemma for your nice words... :)
DeleteWow...what a beautiful set, Sumana. The footnote adds more to these gorgeous haiku. Lovely...
ReplyDeletethank you Panchalidi.... :)
DeleteThank you Sumana for providing the explanation behind your poem. You have used the quote beautifully.
ReplyDeletethanks Gabriella.....
DeleteSumana this is a fragrant bouquet of Haiku.The explanation has added more flavour. Excellent.
ReplyDeletethanks Ushaji.....
DeleteThe description and your beautiful poem both compliment each other.
ReplyDeletethanks Vandana....
DeleteMothers. We owe them so much.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your nice comment...
DeleteI enjoyed all of your haiku...but was moved especially by this one:
ReplyDeleteYou can tell which girls
Lack mothers by a simple
Look of their hair
I was moved by it because..before I take my granddaughter to school in the morning I always make sure she looks her very best..hair combed nicely, face washed, etc. So important for young kids, I think, to have a caring person watch out for them in this way before they can think of doing all by themselves. Nice writing here.
O Mary for that bit the credit entirely goes to the prompt @ Real Toad..........i used the quote (from The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd).......almost lifted it to suit my purpose......i was so moved by it .....thanks again for the visit and comment...
Deletebeautiful imagery in your poem... thank you for the in depth explanation of the ancient memory. it is true, you can tell a lot about a little girl by her hair.... perhaps that her mother loves her dearly by the perfection of her tresses, perhaps that her mother loves her dearly because she allows her tresses to be untamed and free.
ReplyDeletethanks Laura.....
Deletehow intriguing to know the girls by the state of their hair...and knowing of their mother....we dont fall too far from the tree that is for sure....and i think the care given from a parent will determine in many ways the direction of our lives...
ReplyDeleteyes of course....mother is a mother is a mother to all her dear ones..thanks Brian..... :)
DeleteThank you for the additional information about your culture ~
ReplyDeleteI specially liked these lines best:
Tender most and hard
She’s a wondrous gift to us
By doting Nature
thanks Grace........ah..... a mother's watchful eyes help us take the right path in this maze of life........
Deletemother
ReplyDeletethe more you describe it glows more beautifully
well said Hafiz....thanks.
DeleteLoved your poem. This is a very true bit of wisdom, about the hair. Caring mothers make sure their daughters' hair is well tended.
ReplyDeletethanks Sherry .....
Deletethanks for sharing some parts of your culture. :)
ReplyDeletethoughtful haiku, nice!
thanks dsnake1 for your words of appreciation.......
DeleteThis was so lovely. So nice to learn more about your culture as well
ReplyDeletethank you Audrey.........
DeletePawns her life for us- powerful. Thank you.
ReplyDeletethanks La Tonya.........
DeleteYour poem was a delight. Thank you too for the teaching.
ReplyDeletethanks Liz for your nice comment......
Delete"Pawns her life" is an interesting thought. I am so grateful to be a mother and now a grandmother. You have written a lovely poem to mothers.
ReplyDeletethanks Debi........
Deletethanks Loredana..........
ReplyDeleteYour writing is lovely. What a nice story. Made me think of my daughter who has long curly hair. It was hard to care for it, but I did my best. Thanks for the background info. What a rich story.
ReplyDeletethanks Myrna for your words of encouragement......
DeleteI enjoyed this post very much. I'm old, but I still miss my mother.
ReplyDeleteK
thank you so much Kay........mothers are our only source of sustenance....and i'm really so grateful to Real Toads for that opportunity to write a few lines on Mother....thanks for sharing your thoughts..
DeleteApart from your haiku which I enjoyed your information about the various Hindu Gods was very interesting. I will read it again . There are a lot of names to remember:)
ReplyDeletei am so glad that you like the haiku and the related information Rallentanda...........thank you so much for sharing your thoughts..
ReplyDeleteMy son has a bit of hair that likes to stay up. I wonder if he will remember my hand, always smoothing it? My daughters - well 3 are teenagers - and I hope they appreciate the $ I spend at the beauty salon on their tresses! :) Sweet poem.
ReplyDeleteaww..... thanks Margaret....such lovely enjoyable comments....you are an angel to your children and they know it....... :D
DeleteThank you for sharing this story and your poem is beautiful. You use such beautiful maternal images!
ReplyDeleteThanks Hanna......
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