The Root of Unity
You asked me to write about
Family
You unleashed the love I always carry in me
My own flesh and blood
My endearment within but an ocean not a flood
My being and centre of gravity
That's who I am
That's my family.
You asked me to write about
Family
You let flow my very adoration and yearning
The memories of the nearest and dearest still burning
The deep rooted tree, the kinship harmony and bond
The time together I cherish and am of fond
It was a unity
I miss my family.
You asked me to write about
Family
I worship care, devotion, values and beliefs
In me built unconditionally
The prayers and convictions that helped my soul be
Never can I for granted take
What is genuinely given not fake
Shall I say thank you?
Or is it a "cliché"! ? A formality?
Well, all the recognition, all the credit for my family.
You asked me to write about
Family
A deep wound you unseal
The ache you unveil is a heap
Unlock the gate of our home wide
Void is there dwelling inside
Stories, portraits, sorrow and delight
I long for what is black and white
I mourn my family.
You asked me to write about
Family
What if, one day
A dream awakens the soul of me
My family is now in the world of me
My dad of age would have been more than eighty
Loving as ever whispering to God in serenity
My mum powerful as she used to be
Would have been now my baby
Our house once sinking into oblivion
Would have been once again a home in joviality
My family the root of my unity
All the love for my family.
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