Each stage of life in season flows,
The Mysterious Heavens reflection echos;
A miracle of Longing in each heart,
Interwoven in the fabric of souls,
Impart the nature of a desire beyond human quenching.
A hole inside us still deeply wrenching,
For a need beyond the wisdom of dust,
For a belief or a face or a heart we can trust.
What heavenly shadows are mothers to us?
That in joyful duty without worldly fuss,
Bestowing a life of love and care;
in every act heaven’s Heart is laid bear.
That Dear Mother, is what you’ve shown.
In our hearts without doubt is known,
The truth of God’s love and prayers through strife
Have guided us to the Answer of life.