From the moments of her ecstasy <br />Our springs are born. <br />In the garden of her love <br />Our life is a boon. <br /> <br />And unto our sweet dreams <br />She is a silent witness. <br />And to our twittering wings <br />She is a caring wind. <br /> <br />In the power of her silent prayers <br />Our life reaches the safest shores. <br />From the distant footlights <br />One heart is in a ceaseless flight. <br /> <br />And after a long exile <br />We return to our dales. <br />Two eyes are blest <br />One heart is in a silent throb. <br /> <br />And in those melting moments <br />The weariness of our windless nights is gone. <br />A lullaby opens her melodious lute <br />And to our sources we return in solitude.<br /><br />Ravi Panamanna<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mother-a-caring-wind/
