any picture comes to my mind,
i try to give it a body of words,
love to sit on other blooms,
for honey, color, fragrance........
Mothers certainly have many hands and how we worshiped them, our homes, our lives and all love radiated from them.
Its a beautiful tribute to you from your daughter..! I loved the way how she compared you to Durga Maa.. it must be a huge honor for you! :D It shows her undying love towards you. :DLots of love,Sanaa
OH! Wrapping our olden days, our aging and our memories, in what she created invisibly. How completely beautiful! And I note, when you get specific to your own mother, you give a poem that speaks to many. And I know a golden poem like this is not created without pain. Thank you! I must share this poem.
Love this last line : "Sunshine, Manna and pilgrimage" ~ words of respect and love to mothers! ~ Beautiful poem!
maa Durga's love flows for all and she always protects her children:)
great dedication with Mother's Day, in the states, around the corner
Beautiful to honor your mother this way. Her loving hands, at least 8 invisible, loved you well. Nice that you've joined the team at Poets United Sumana. I look forward to your prompts!
Hidden hands and hidden eyes...Mothers always seem to have extra hands and the biggest hearts - as you know from your own mother.So excited for you as you join Poets United!!!
How beautiful, Sumana. "What are mothers made of? Sunshine, manna and pilgrimage". Absolutely stunning.
I also really love "Affection always flows downward." Beautiful.
Beautiful! Mothers are surely like that, encompassing us with invisible hands, protecting and comforting with endless love...:-)
Mothers always seem to have many, many hands; and mothers are never too busy to impart sunshine!
A fitting tribute ~ your central image of Durga works so well to show a mother's love.
Sunshine, manna, and pilgrimage. To me, these three describe my mom as well: sunshine (she's so social); manna (she's the center of empowerment); and pilgrimage (she's forever going to church on Sundays for her and our whole family's sake). What a lovely poem!!! thanks!!!
A lovely tribute!
The multi tasking Maa
Sumana,We have followed the same path, in reflecting about our mother's role and impact upon our lives. Never enough hands to do all that was asked! I like the Goddess Durga, for her abilities to encourage help.. It is wonderful to know you are taking a new role at Poets United; really delighted Sumana:)Eileen
Sunshine, manna, and pilgrimage. YES. The light to nourish our young souls, the wisdom fed to us by those two hands still seen, and presence in our lives as we begins our own journeys. This is lovely. Saw you at Poets United! Amy
A beautiful ode to mothers :)Well written! :)
The best mothers must surely be made of this...beautifully written Sumana
A lovely homage - and just in time for Mother's Day. Wonderful!
Yup, mothers are just like that. Her lap - the most secured place, Her hands - the most protective ones...anything and everything pereceived to be a bug, she will redirect to ensure her child's happiness. Beautifully penned!
A lovely poem, Sumana. A goddess that reflects the many-handed bounty of a mother, looking after her children...
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