Bright hues of the rising sun,
Chirruping of the birds mixed with the splash of water,
Scent of the eucalyptus leaves carried by the serene wind.
I stood by the river, staring into the horizon,
Arms wide open, head held high,
An attempt to embrace the bosom of Mother.
I pass into the long awaited trance,
Where I am home, calling out to the beauty-
“Mother I am home”.
A voice- so sweet, so soft, vibrates in the air,
A sense of safe being seeps into my mind.
There she waits to hear me all, for me to empty my heart.
Lying on her lap I weep for her long absence.
Brushing my hair she sooths me,
Asking me to look deeper, to find the place where she waits for me.
Realizing what I had missed, I stare into her eyes
A smile on her face brings all eternity to me.
Now carrying the thoughts that I most desired,
I walk back into the dark and lonely place from where I came,
Knowing, I have mother.
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