Mama, I Love You

This poem was written for my daughter Ala in her last month of pregnancy, July 2010

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My rose, my sweetheart, my sunshine

my beloved daughter

Soon insha’Allah you will be a mother and you will come to appreciate

that a mother’s heart cannot have “superficial relationship” with her children,

nor does it know how to “play games”

 

Soon insha’Allah you will come to feel that mother’s love has no limits

Pure… profound… magnificent… sincere… intense… infinite… unconditional

Soon insha’Allah you will appreciate that a mother’s heart even when let down, betrayed, mistrusted, crushed or wrecked to pieces, it will continue flowing with its infinite, intense and pure love.

 

Mama, I love you

Soon insha’Allah

You will be blessed

With holding your daughter’s hand

 

Soon insha’Allah

You will come to meet her

Face to face

 

An angel…

Your very own custom-made miracle

 

Soon insha’Allah

You will hold your breath

Just to hear her breathing

 

Amazed

As you watch your soul gates

 Flung open

Overflowing with Love

You never knew existed

Soon insha’Allah

You will look into her eyes

Windows into paradise

And see your face

Glowing

As never seen before

Soon insha’Allah

You will sing her lullabies

Watch her dreamy eyes

Drift into yours

 

As her little hand

Let go of your finger

 

Soon insha’Allah

As you watch her smiling

You will see heaven

Kneeling down to kiss the ground

And earth flying high to dance with stars

 

Soon insha’Allah

As she sways in her cradle

You will see the infinite

Peeking through her tiny frame

Autographed

MADE BY THE MOST SUBLIME

 

Soon insha’Allah

You will gaze at her sleeping

Perplexed

Teaming with compassion

Tears come flowing

Your heart is melting down

 

Soon insha’Allah

You will hear her calling “mama”

No sweeter word

You’ll come to understand

how precious mama’s heart is

A fountain of love… bequest of the Divine

 

Soon insha’Allah you will come to feel that

Mothers’ heart does not know how to cheat

Nor does it know how to “play games”

 

Soon insha’Allah you will come to believe that

There is no purer love than that which flows from mothers’ heart

No more tender embrace than hers

Soon insha’Allah you will come to trust that

Mother’s love has no limits

Pure… profound… magnificent… sincere… intense… infinite… unconditional

Mothers and their Love

A PRECIOUS GIFT FROM THE MOST SUBLIME

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