Mother Is God in the Eyes of a Child

In a graceful garden of innocence
The children dance in magical splendor
Around and around the carousal, they laugh and cheer
Unaware of the dark world outside

Who protects them from the dark rivers
They know of not?
Who protects them from the cruel places
They know of not?

One day, a little boy saw a white dandelion
Float away and to the unknown
He followed it so harmlessly
But found himself in darkness and lost his way home

His eyes turned and turned
Wandered and wandered
For the glorious sight of the enchanted garden
But his tears made him blind

He fell into the cold waters
And was carried hurriedly down the stream
Dead winter trees envied his purity
And the hungry animals craved for his body

The devil’s rain struck the boy violently
And choked his cries
They watched, they listened, and waited for his death
But silence was broken when light pierced through the red skies

The boy looked skywards and saw a luminous being emerge
A great vision for all the dark world to see
A Goddess shining like the soft moon
Reached her hand into the dark sea

She said: “The child is mine, No harm shall befall him”
Her words are not mere words, and her actions are not mere concern
But Love and only Love
The dark world was left mystified and unlearned

“You see, Dark World?” she sang so beautifully
As she held her beloved child in her arms
“Love will always prevail wherever you wish to lead my children astray”
Though they do not listen now, they will understand one day:

Only a mother will journey in the darkness to save her child
For Truly, as the Prophet said
Paradise is at her feet

Happy Mother’s Day, Mom. Thank you for Being :)

~ Broken Mystic ~

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5 Comments

  1. Farheen said,

    May 11, 2008 at 10:47 pm

    So beautiful :)

  2. the antidote said,

    May 13, 2008 at 5:54 am

    Asalaamu alaikum

    mashallah that was very beautiful

  3. Chickadee said,

    May 13, 2008 at 5:04 pm

    Aw!
    Mashallah!

  4. Coche Dieltre said,

    July 22, 2010 at 9:45 pm

    Unless you have a mother like mine.

  5. Emily Jayne said,

    February 3, 2013 at 11:19 am

    I love that poem. Did you write it, and if you didn’t… who did?


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