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Full Circle

May 18, 2014

rupamahindraanand

She lies on her bed in deep repose
Flat on her back, straight till her toes

Opening her eyes to acknowledge and see
A smile and squeeze of hand is rendered to me

Mother she is to my college friend
Smart and savvy in the city’s latest trend

Is ravaged now by Time’s sure breeze
Nature walking off with both her knees

Medical science dares to replace at all cost
She waits impatiently, to regain what’s lost

Her daughters hurry and flurry to provide what’s best
Tending and caring to the needs of Mother at rest

In years ahead, the daughters in bed may lie
And have their offspring hover close by

Through pain, suffering and hospital tenure
The bodies of mothers must endure

If this, the body, is doomed to die
There is no point in being wretched and cry

Death comes full circle, as it must
Birth begins anew with a thrust

Mothers and Daughters are we all
Previous names and forms can we recall?

Life we are – ever-changing and continuing
This Knowledge – with it – does solace bring

With the secret of Existence known
What’s the fuss in living or dying alone?

August 24th 2009

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  1. Sushma #
    May 21, 2014

    Beautiful photographs and beautifully written………..

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