Today was a lonely day. It is somewhat self imposed because I need some time alone before leaving to the busy world outside; a kind of absolute solitude, just a little time with myself.
Last year, for first time in my life, I was fortunate enough to stay with my 83 years old granny for one month at my house. It may be the solitude that I experience now at home that made me think about her and inspired me to write a poem on her.
This poem which is dedicated to my granny is based on my observations on her daily life. I’m just trying to get into her shoes and transform her thoughts into a poem.
Chirping birds bathing in sunrays,
Reminding me of my youthful days,
Those joyful days are over,
When is my soul going to hover?
Old leaves swaying on trees,
To the tune of wayward breeze,
I lived and raised my family with toil,
When is my body going to melt in soil?
Stillness of darkest night,
Taking my loneliness to greater height,
Is this solitude, an earthly tranquility,
Before my soul’s quest for heavenly eternity?
Strolling along narrow, deserted lane,
My heart has become so calm, so plain,
Now, I’m loving my life more than ever,
But, when is my eyes going to close forever?
Meditating on my rosary,
Only way to get my mind steady,
Let my prayers reach heaven,
And bring good to my children.