UMBILICAL CORD

 

UMBILICAL CORD

 

Knew later time rested in the womb,

Survival, the critical issue, is forgotten,

Mesmerized by the split-second dazzle,

Blinded, incoherent cries shrilling,

Nine months imprison dark life aware,

Floating felt in a sea of infinite love,

The chord sole link survival episode,

Forgotten so soon light mystified,

Strange world bright eyes in view,

Focused looking at intensively,

Unknown place ejected from womb,

Uncomfortable as a newborn sleeping,

Slept for years today confess a fact,

The umbilical cord is still intact,

Subtle surreal feelings linked exist,

The creator shadows everywhere,

Constantly in communication soon,

Instantly thoughts flowed to the Lord,

The silent witness watching impassive,

Flowing inspiration energy overwhelm,

Sit whenever quiet silence surround,

Heard so often whispers and profound,

Guides me to live well, fight troubles,

Lord acts like a coach, gives trouble,

Leave my life little communication,

Throw me to surging waters swirling,

Pull me down to fathomless depth,

The dark bottom floor of sadness,

Block light of energy positivity numb,

Such moments arrived in life socked,

Unnoticed sudden father departed,

Looked at his frame still shattered me,

When consigned the pyre I torched,

He was God, even now, will remain so,

I could see flames engulfing mortal frame,

No tears beyond my belief shaken,

Heart the vibration whispering too,

Behold birth and death natural,

His soul left his mortal remains to exist,

Five elements that constituted a body,

Merging like the river into the sea,

Death blesses life, erases name to a face,

Forgets time, people, and country well,

Look at seasons change, new leaves sprout,

Soul discovers the womb again and again,

The cord connects with me for creation,

Served your father blessed feel son,

Mysterious, astonished, who says to me?

Left cremation ground hastily confused,

A decade after finding my mother suffering,

Paralyzed her thin limbs, inert, sleeping,

Motionless speaks feebly inaudible,

Touched my heart to feet, my Goddess,

What she has not tolerated in her life,

To watch me grow stubborn to live,

Blessed me long life to stand robust,

Her hand fed me, but I quarreled a lot,

My naughtiness mischief she noticed,

Changed my life, her tolerance struggle,

Sold her gold chain I could study,

She dreamed her son to be an engineer,

Age has crippled me, clueless to help,

To assist her when she needs wish healed,

The sob chokes my throat, and she yearns,

To recover and see our happy lives,

Broken-down in silence, sitting alone, angry,

O Lord, why so cruel torture my mother,

Feverently prayed she may recover,

Or your ill wish to take her back,

The umbilical cord reconnected,

Streaming His voice console sooth too,

Discovered then that the umbilical cord exists,

Called Him through the channel,

Sending courage and wisdom to withstand,

Permanent umbilical cord magic wand.

 

Pen: Bijayananda Mishra

Title of Poem: Umbilical Cord

Themes: Subtly exist after birth links creator

Written: 14th July 2023, Cuttack

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