His masterpiece… His Image

a poem by Mahua Roy

I was wandering for years like a tired wanderer;
I was travelling for ages as a weary traveller.

I wanted a gentle touch that could pat me to sleep;
I wanted a soothing word that could pierce in my heart!..deep.

I wanted someone as a friend to stop and console my overflowing tears;
I wanted someone’s pure love so that I would forget hunger, thirst and fear.

Just then The Almighty appeared before my eyes;
Creating a Godly Figure he disappeared before my eyes.

Her gentle touch patted me to a (never before) restful sleep;
Her soothing words pierced my heart and I soon began to weep.

My tears suddenly disappeared as She started consoling me;
I hugged her suddenly (don’t know why) , it’s Her pure love!..maybe

She says nothing but conveys everything by Her smiles and tears;
I embraced my life with Her love and forgot hunger, thirst and fear.

I suddenly called out ‘MOTHER’, out of great affection;
This word fitted my feelings and God’s unique creation.

I later understood that God cannot be present here and there;
So He created His image to be with us everywhere! everywhere! everywhere!