My Mom's Funeral - Part 2
My Mom's Funeral - Part 22 mins 310 2 mins 310
While gathering your ashes, to my surprise
I found myself calm and placid,
The core was filled with different energy
And mind quite focussed.
The last ritual when your ashes
Were immersed in Holy river, The Ganges,
The sudden fact was now on the books
That what was lost was your physical presence.
Awakening my deep core a voice quietly
Hissed in my ear,
“Don’t consider me dead, I am around
I have just changed the shore.
I have left everything as it,
Nothing has changed my child,
Wear no sorrow, don’t grieve, heal yourself
Face the reality and be bold and mild.
We are still the same and so is
Unchanged our relation,
Your talks about me and my ways
Towards me will exhibit your compassion.
I know the continuity has broken now
You might feel forlorn,
But my child this is just a break
Heal yourself, don’t grieve, don’t mourn.
Every morning when you will face the sun
You will find me in its rays,
Nourishing your soul will be the cool breezes
Also guiding you, in all your ways.
Understand my child, everyone is born
With hours limited, also with a purpose,
I played my innings with honesty now my soul is free
What flames took was simply a mortal corpus.
I may seem so far away from you
Beyond the clouds, beyond the shores,
Yet you remember, what we lose is the
Physical part, what remains alive, are the souls.
Forget about being low and sad, and
Begging apologies for not being around at my last breath,
You are my slice that I have left behind, stand up
Accept the fact, what is real is the cycle of birth and death".
Suddenly the voice disappeared and
Some divine force embraced me tenderly,
And made me feel that Mom is heading to heavens
In peace, in tranquility, taking each step firmly, gently………..(to be continued)