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This Marriage of Sacrifice: An Ode to Mother's for Mother's Day, 2019

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Manatita is an esteemed author living in London, UK. He writes spiritual books, flash fiction and esoteric poetry, his favourite genre.

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This Marriage of Sacrifice. A Free verse Sonnet

This marriage, is a marriage of Sacrifice to mothers,

Like the blossoming flowers and their fragrances.

There will be no divorce; no dearth of fortitude;

Only an endless concern of selflessness and Love.


Adversity burns their diligence,

Until they fall down on wounded knees.

Slow-moving lovers, too tired to persevere,

As the man-made rain, forcefully makes them stumble.


Bleeding the pangs of ingratitude and loneliness,

They lift up their soul to heaven, praying

For the patience and dauntless courage,

Which silently sanctifies their lives.


Like lavenders, Love adds more redolence to their breaths,

Wrapping them in blankets of garlands, to diminish life’s winter chills.


Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 11th May, 2019.

Lavenders

Lavenders

From Sri Chinmoy's play

"Mother, give me the Light of Knowledge,

The Light of Discrimination and the Light of Renunciation." - Sri Chinmoy from the play: Mother: Give me The Light of Knowledge.

My mom, Jewel

My mom, Jewel

All Glory to my Mother's Name

You are my music and my song;

My brightest Light when things go wrong

All where, all where, you beat your gong,

On broken drums to make me strong.


You are my lyre and my lute,

The sweetest sounds within my flute.

Thank God your treasured smile’s so cute,

Full of compassion, so called ‘Ruth.’


Sweet mother dear, thy sacrifice,

Coupled with love and great advice.

Your sweet concern did but entice,

Me to no wrong ‘fore thinking twice.


You are my bridegroom and my bride,

Robed in the wedding dress I tried.

So cute, so cuddly that I lied,

When the dressmaker, I espied.


Mother you kissed my wounded soul,

And dyed my precious Heart in gold.

My strength and kindness you did mould;

A selfless spirit to behold.


For my mistake’s mom took the blame,

When I messed up, she hid my shame.

Humble, low, she shunned all fame,

All glory to my mother’s name.

Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 11th May, 2019

Spiritual sacrifice -- A Face

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Mother Supreme, by Sri Chinmoy

"Soul stirring eyes of gold delight,
All where reigning supreme-
Our blind secrecy's dream
She seizes with Her all forgiving Sight.

Torn now asunder our ego's screen,
Under Her Smile of Grace
Blooms quick our surrender's face.
She paves the way to a life evergreen" -Sri Chinmoy

Prayer and Tribute to the Divine Mother

Mothers Love

© 2019 manatita44

Comments

manatita44 (author) from london on May 14, 2019:

Glad that you like both rhyme and prose and sacred title for the second.

Mom did indeed sacrifice a lot but showed no regrets. She had a giving spirit.

manatita44 (author) from london on May 14, 2019:

She was heavely all right. I don't think she lived with regrets but suffered much. in Silence.

Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on May 13, 2019:

Both the rhyming and the free verse poems are excellent. The title of your second poem lifts mothers into a heavenly sphere. I appreciate the sentiments of selfless sacrifice you attribute to them.

manatita44 (author) from london on May 13, 2019:

You think that I am as beautiful as her? Lol.

Sending you a sweet pic. Enjoy! Gratitude.

Manatita

Shauna L Bowling from Central Florida on May 13, 2019:

Manatita, you look like your mom. I see the glow of her spirit in her face. What a beautiful woman!

And you are a beautiful soul, always giving of yourself without expectation. Thank you for that, my friend.

manatita44 (author) from london on May 12, 2019:

Yes, Indeed! Thank you so much, Alicia.

Linda Crampton from British Columbia, Canada on May 12, 2019:

This is another lovely tribute to mothers. Every day is a good one to remember a mother who loved us, but today has special meaning.

manatita44 (author) from london on May 12, 2019:

Ah, thank you Shaloo.

I think you celebrate in India, no. Happy Mothering Sunday!

Haha. That reads like you, Sean. Prompting the wife, eh? Cheaeet!!

Shaloo Walia from India on May 12, 2019:

Such beautiful tribute to all mother's!!!

Ioannis Arvanitis from Greece, Almyros on May 12, 2019:

She has already read them. She says that she is too "small" to give any critical appraisal more than that for her there is no sacrifice at all, "Only an endless concern of selflessness and Love." That line of yours has said it all!

She is grateful for the card!

Sean - Fotini

manatita44 (author) from london on May 11, 2019:

Ruby, you are very kind. Yes, mom's are so special! Gratitude!

Dana,

Ha ha. From mom and dad. Dad was a 'dashing' young man. The beauty and love came from mom as well as the freedom and self-giving spirit. I have always spelt her name 'jewel.' At the funeral, it was Jewell. My sister says that's what's on the birth certificate. I'm not happy with it. A mistake, perhaps. Gratitude.

Sean,

Ask your wife to give a critical appraisal of my poems especially the first one. Resist the urge to tell her anything. My first poem is a little 'harsh' but I'm actually praising women and I believe in many cases, that I have presented the truth. Perhaps your Fotini has not experienced it, though. But since you have lost a child, then she would have suffered some. Let her give me her own views, not yours.

I'll be really happy if she reads it! salaam!

Ruby Jean Richert from Southern Illinois on May 11, 2019:

Each Mother's Day reminds me how much I love and miss her. Your poetry is more than beautiful...

Dana Tate from LOS ANGELES on May 11, 2019:

I have a Aunt name Jewel. Beautiful tributes to mom's everywhere. I see where you get your good looks from.

Ioannis Arvanitis from Greece, Almyros on May 11, 2019:

Fotini, my Sunny, sends you her love and a big hug as a "Thank you", my brother!

Gratitude for all mothers of all worlds!

Sean

manatita44 (author) from london on May 11, 2019:

Sweeeett, Bill.

I like it. The Love is not the ballet, but the Spirit of the act that enfolds you both. Victory to you. More on Sunday. Peace.

Eric,

'Hermano.' Ha ha. Just showing off ... still, if I remember well, I think your Spanish is better than mines.

Yes, bro, this Love is endless. Aren't we fortunate?

"From infinity when infinity is taken away, infinity remains." The Vedas.

Muchisimas gracias.

Suyo affectisimo,

Lantern.

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on May 11, 2019:

Manatita, do not tell anyone. I was just sitting here partially weeping by your words. You made me realize that my first marriage was mom. And so many more "first loves" and all "moms". Sorry wives you take second seat in my orchestra. I think they get me.

Can love move on and yet each the same is my space? Maybe I do not care the answer. Our Shakra of love touches all the places.

Muchas Gracias mi hermono

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on May 11, 2019:

I'm taking Bev to the ballet for Mother's Day. If that isn't love, I don't know what is. :) Peace my brother!