Saturday, November 3, 2007

Ganga's Mother sits outside the Pediatric Oncology Wing


Ganga’s Mother
herself so young
pliant
vulnerable
searching for
shelter from the
storm

Her baby
who once
danced by
the reeds
on the river side

Needs to be
carried across
the smallest of
streams
now

That life force
in her
has lost its
direction
and
is taking her
away

Beyond bridges
unknown
the current
too strong
unrelenting
uncaring

And
Ganga’s Mother
pleads with her
eyes


But does not
forget to
smile her gratitude
for the smile
you sent her way

3 comments:

Raji said...

What hidden talents has this smile unleashed!
So deeply moving.
And what an appropriate picture - that photograph is a perfect complement to the poem

Writin said...

Too real. It hurts.

Gardenia said...

Very much.