It's time I step out from my Cocoon,
Before your love makes me crave and be Immune ;
This umbilical cord is more than the love we share & strength I imbibe,
Each day striving to be me in the world trying to paint me in its tribe;
As I shed tears each night in despair to move away,
I wish to be in your arms a little more before the dawn welcomes a new day;
The world may shine on me or rip me apart to be thrown,
But with the wheel of time, I shall learn to survive on my own;
In a voyage to seek the purpose of my existence I began,
Trailing the omens laid by cosmos to unveil its plan;
Inquest for my treasure hunt, I traveled across the map,
Only to discover the real paradise is in your lap;
From the kicks in your womb through the tender walks holding your palm,
In this, "Age of Downfall ", you gave me the wings of virtue to glow! my Mom;
How could I ever repay this debt? Prima, for being born,
For this agape love & myriad things all these ages you have borne;
A promise of life I make,
To forever revive this bond as we trend to switch our role,
And to weave all the dreams you abandoned to nurture my soul;
It's time to step out! but only to return to my cocoon,
For your love makes me c(b)rave and remain immune
Anam Cara is a beautiful phrase that refers to the Celtic concept of the "soul friend" in religion and spirituality. The phrase is an anglicization of the Irish word Anam Cara, Anam meaning "soul" and Cara meaning "friend".
In Celtic tradition, Anam Cara is your soul friend, that one special person who knows you better than anyone else, with whom you can share your innermost thoughts, feelings and dreams, who loves and accepts you just as you are.
And who better than a Mom can justify the true role of our Anam Cara.