The story of our coming !

The celestial orbit
was our first abode;
where we were spirits
searching for a home.

Looking for the means
to fufill our dreams;
a great love, to nurture
our incomplete nature.

The eternal grace
that pervades every where
with its illumed light
then became our guide.

Blindfolded! it led us,
to your sacred womb-mother!
Blessed by the consent
of my Father!

We then became your little ones!
We did not know whence,
we had come
We now were your precious gems.

Then , the constant rain
of your gentle care;
helped germinate
the seeds of our reason.

And as time has gone by
our dreams are raised
we are close to our aims
fufilled in aspiration.

From you , Papa!
we now know , what it means
to not just have goals
but also to achieve, each.

And to be like a rock
Steady and strong
that ,no hail or storm
can ever un lodge.

And you mother!
have so many feathers
warm and soft!
tinged with rainbow colours

And, when those hues
all combine
you become a radiant light
and all that is divine.

Today !
in this golden moment
we want to take stock
put on record:

"we have all come close,
to our perfection
and raised higher
by your benediction."

amen

( written for my parents on their golden wedding anniversary --and also on behalf of my sisters)