CLOTHES MAKE THE WOMAN
She wasn’t an Indian by birth
But by choice
She was clad in simplicity
Expressed in single blue bordered white cotton sari
Originally a dress of poor sweeper women
Working in Calcutta Corporation
Thereby uniting her soul with millions
Living in poverty
It wasn’t a style statement
But love for fellow beings
Single border later became striped
Ah she was the white flame of purity
In her sandals, crucifix and rosary
Mother Teresa
My Obeisance to you
