Mother — A Whisper of Divine Grace

Mother and child

Mother is the prayer that graces every breath,

A silent song the heart forever saith.

Without her, life feels broken, incomplete,

In laughter’s veil, her hidden sorrows beat.

Even bitterness softens into balm,

When dew of night rests in her eyes so calm.

She speaks with Faiz’s tenderness and grace,

Protecting us from every dark embrace.

One blessing from her bends the fate’s firm line,

In every gentle feeling, she will shine.

She holds in her touch Mir’s simple art,

And Ghalib’s ache lives quiet in her heart.

All pain and peace, all tears and gleams,

In mother’s touch, the universe redeems.