A Word

 A word

There is only a word

In my dictionary of mine 

The word is embossed

In the core sanctuary

From where love, affection

Flow like the river Ganges

Sinks my dry petals of pain

In her mercy and grace

To refresh weary mind and spirit

Teaches me to fly like a bird

In the sorrow and danger of the sky

In her embrace gets found

The touch of living God indeed 

Get solace from all hazards

And unadulterated pleasure

Looking the face of her

 ‘Mother’