In the vast expanse of unknown shores, I was born,
A childhood entangled, testing your patience worn.
I could never match your expectations, it's true,
O Mother, your grace astounds, unparalleled, astam tavadiyam, I rue.
In positions of significance, I longed for your embrace,
In moments of weakness, I wept for your grace.
Helpless, I stood as you battled through the storm of disease,
Aho jananyai rachatoyam anjalih, your love, a form.
In every trial, your love prevailed,
In every sorrow, your strength unveiled.
Forever indebted, I offer this ode,
To a mother's love, an eternal abode.
Dr SV Prabhath
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