“Thank you, thank you, thank you” is all I want to say, Without you, I wouldn’t be the person that I am today. Each mother is no stranger to opposition and to dissent, Each mother forgives quickly my mother is no different. Her testing him had confirmed the six-year-old understood, The value of her blessing as she let him pursue monkhood.Įach mother is unique, and yet they all give model guidance, Each mother shares a desire for their child to be enlightened. My resilience and grit are but a product of your own, And your unwavering belief in me means I never feel alone.Īll her support would Shrimati Rani lend to her son’s ambition, When with only Diksha on his mind, Aimutta asked for permission. Your hot meals and your encouragement turn a house into a home With keys in hand, you make sure I get to where I need to go. And when he simply gave away, in alms, the sweet rice dish, Her selflessness had become his - for what more could she wish? Self-interest is irrelevant, your selflessness prevails, You’ve taught me that to think of others means to never fail.Īlthough poor and helpless, Shalibhadra’s mom would try To make her son some kheer, so that he would not cry. No matter what the cost might be, you always put me first, But not for something in return, not to be reimbursed. Just like Pahini understood that sometimes you must let go, As she gave up Hemchandra - her motherhood - and what for? The Acharya’s words convinced her - her son would see the light, And for the benefit of others, she made the ultimate sacrifice. And by sharing, you are gaining, and by giving you somehow get A sense of peace and happiness, but never of regret. You always see potential, for that beyond this worldly life, You always give up your share though mine alone would quite suffice. This true virtue and integrity, Marudevi Mata would instill, In Rushabhdev Bhagwan, who lessened his Kashayas until, The news of his Keval Gyan brought Jain dharma at last, And with it such great bliss that she attained the same and passed. Do what is right, you tell me, and I try not to steer left - Though I realize your chastisement only brings out my best. The lighthouse of her love - a moral compass - blinking, flashing, Led to Mahavir Bhagwan‘s unyielding kindness and compassion.Īnd even as your love is boundless, you never hesitate, If I stray slightly from my path, you’ll always set me straight. Just as Trishala Mata always swung Vardhaman to sleep. In times I’m simply broken down, or can’t find a thing or two, You put all my pieces back in place your love is super glue.įrom baby steps to larger leaps, right by our sides they keep. In times I’m building myself up, and I’m reaching for new heights, Your heart soars hand-in-hand with mine, your love is like a kite. The qualities you embody are like the sky, the sea, the sun - Without which the world comes crashing down, the world becomes undone. Not just a loss of your physical being, but of something more, Of your strength and of your spirit which can never be ignored. When I have you, there are times when I take you for granted, But when absent for a moment, I feel uprooted, empty-handed. Where do I start? There is no beginning, nor an end, To your constant, calming presence - it is all-encompassing.
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