Mother and Child
by mazHur


In the scheme of divinity
nothing excels in beauty
than a mother and her baby.


Rejoice buds in the garden
flowers bloom and smarten
gorgeously become a fruit-laden tree.


Who nourishes the billions there?
Who cares for the clad and bare?
Mother Earth, yes, it's she.


A mother is not just a woman
she isn't just the mate of the man
but a femme par excellence,surely.


An embodiment of love is she
her baby's world, a world of her baby
Who could surpass her than Queen Mary?


The Almighty chose a woman
to bear a son without a man
setting an example of motherly superiority.


Nurtured by the motherly sea
a grit smiles with silver glee
in the womb of an oyster's benighted blee.



Purer than the love of a man and a woman
Is the love of a mother notwithstanding season
O Mother and child! Blessed be thee.