To My Mother, My Heart’s First Home

In the silent depths where thoughts softly tread,
Your love, my first lesson, where ‘I’ is shed.
As Ramana sought the soul, pure and clear,
I found in you, my guiding sphere.

Not in words, but in your eyes I see,
The boundless grace you’ve given me.
For each self-doubt and inner plea,
Your heart responded, “Let it be.”

Mother, in your embrace, the world’s at rest,
In the calm of your presence, I feel blessed.
Like the sage who knows the Self alone,
You taught me love, unconditionally shown.

With every sacrifice silently made,
You showed me where true love stayed.
Not through the things that one can buy,
But in the heart’s whisper, a gentle sigh.

As all beings seek happiness without cease,
You are my peace, my sweet release.
In you, the essence of joy I find,
The first pure love, forever kind.

Mother, on this day, I honor you,
For all the things you are and all you do.
May your wisdom continue to be my guide,
A bond of love, forever tied.