You
are my first Guru, oh Mother dear,
No
other can match you, you’re always near.
The love you bestowed is a radiant star,
Resonating within me like the strings of a
sitar.
When
feelings were bruised
And
the mind was confused
Like
a gentle butterfly, you graced my brow,
Turning
my low spirits into joy somehow.
When
hunger pangs were gnawing away
You
shared the last crumb, chasing my blues far away
My
pain you'd soothe, with a smile,
That
selfless love, a vast stockpile,
Removed
my glum more than the crumb!
The
foolish tantrum I threw,
hurting
the divinity that I knew...
For
denying what I didn’t deserve
Yet
the soothing snuggle you sweetly serve
Was
a song to calm my every nerve
You
brushed away my doubts and fears
Exemplifying
love, you wiped away my tears
You
shaped me with your gentle grace
Worthy
of everyone’s embrace
I bow to my guiding star
My beloved first Guru and superstar!
Dedicated
to all mothers!
By Pradeep Alur, May 9, 2025.
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