From the sanctum, of faith’s, fertile womb
To the, cradle of, love’s lullabies
Who raised, my dream, with hope’s aplomb
My only truth, amidst, all lies!
I breathed her, in her, soliloquy
When I, suckled love, from her, throbbing breasts
Who spent, her soul, so lavishly
Blood, Milk, Tears, Sweat, in faith’s conquests!
I grew, into, her symphony
Her hymn, echoed my, every vein
A rosary, of her, litany
Since I became, yield of, her pain!
I carry, in my soul, her song
Albeit, we are, two worlds, apart
Who taught me, how to, love and long
The Mozart, In My, Mother’s Heart!
© 2020 Vikas Chandra