Oh mother appear on my tongue
As a drop of honey
Then make my words honeydew
Percolate deep in to my each cell

Let me feel your sweetness intoxicate me
Be my thoughts filled with ecstasy of your image
May my poetry reflect your words?
Imaging you simplicity, your simple deeds

Let me make my sinews your harp
Let the divine rhythm flow on incessant
Through the tongue of my pen
Give me the finest of rhyming words

Oh my mother manifest in my words
And be my beloved thoughts always
Fill my heart with full of poetry
And let me offer you daily a bunch flowers

The bloom of my heart
The song of my soul
Then my ignorance
My tears
Pouring in to the strings of your silence
The most powerful poem ever written.