Unbreakable Bond

by Debadrita Sarkar

The old lady picks up the auspicious white flowers, 

binds them with a black ribbon, all together.  

A soft match but unbreakable from her side. 

She embraces the flowers and smell them wide, 

the fragrance sprinkles over the atmosphere,  

like the sea.

She smiles and lovingly hails them with her old pretty hands. 

They feel warmth and a cosmic touch of love and eternity.

The woman does not linger much,

she knows that, 

her son will be waiting for her, since the daylight fell on earth. 

Holding the flowers gently, 

on her chest,

she travels the way to reach her son. 

But, when she reaches, 

her heart feels heavy, 

her kind eyes no more smile, 

her breath is choked with pain, 

an uncontrolled storm destroys her soul, 

pierces into pieces, 

feeling apart from her whole world. 

But still, she bends in front of him, 

and gifts the white flowers, she has gathered from the woods, 

and keeps them on the base of the grey stone, 

from the under of which, her son still listens to his mother's cry, love and hymns, 

wrapped in the fragrance of the ancient flowers 

whose beauty grows everyday, 

with new spirits and embrace.