The Eternal Light

Oh mother, heart of my soul’s desire,
A beacon of warmth, eternal fire.
In your embrace, life’s solace I find,
A love unmatched, tender and kind.

Your hands, soft as the morning dew,
Have built a world, both strong and true.
Through sleepless nights and endless days,
You’ve guided me in countless ways.

Your voice, a melody of the heart,
A lullaby where dreams impart.
It soothes my fears, wipes tears unseen,
A balm for wounds where life has been.

With eyes that hold the depth of seas,
You see my triumphs, my miseries.
Through every fall, through every flight,
You are my anchor, my guiding light.

The years roll on, yet you remain,
A steadfast presence, through joy and pain.
Your wisdom flows like rivers wide,
A gentle current, a steady guide.

Oh mother, your love is pure and vast,
A boundless ocean meant to last.
You give without asking, you mend and heal,
With tender grace, with iron will.

Your laughter rings like morning bells,
A symphony where happiness dwells.
It lifts my spirit, it calms my strife,
A tune that echoes the song of life.

The meals you’ve made with care divine,
A feast of love, a sacred sign.
Each morsel speaks of hands that toil,
A labor of love, unspoiled by soil.

When storms arise and shadows fall,
Your courage stands, a fortress tall.
No fear can dim your inner flame,
No trial can shatter your noble name.

In quiet moments, I often ponder,
Of all your sacrifices, my heart grows fonder.
The dreams you shelved, the paths you turned,
For me, the lessons you’ve discerned.

Through fields of sorrow, skies of blue,
Your steadfast love has seen me through.
No treasure compares, no wealth, no art,
To the priceless gift of a mother’s heart.

You taught me to rise, to dream, to soar,
To knock on every unopened door.
Your words, a compass, steady and true,
Pointing to horizons bold and new.

Oh mother, the years may slip away,
But your love grows stronger every day.
Even when distance stretches wide,
You are always close, by my side.

The wrinkles etched upon your face,
Are stories of love, strength, and grace.
Each silver strand, a crown you wear,
A testament to the love you share.

In the garden of life, you are the sun,
Nurturing all until the day is done.
Your light gives life to seeds once sown,
Helping each bloom find its home.

Even in silence, your love speaks loud,
A gentle hand amidst the crowd.
Your presence alone is comfort’s embrace,
A sanctuary, a sacred space.

And though I know one day must part,
You’ll live forever within my heart.
For a mother’s love, eternal and deep,
Is a treasure the soul will always keep.

Oh mother, you are the endless stream,
Flowing through life, shaping each dream.
A portrait of grace, a symphony divine,
Forever my heart, forever mine.

Let the world sing songs of your glory,
For you are life’s most cherished story.
A star in the sky, steadfast and bright,
Guiding the weary through the night.

So I write these words, this humble verse,
To capture your love, the universe.
But words will falter, fall short of true,
For no poem can hold all of you.

Oh mother, eternal, your love will stay,
A light in my soul, come what may.
Through every chapter, through every strife,
You are the heartbeat of my life.

Forever cherished, forever near,
Your love a balm, your voice so clear.
Oh mother, in your arms I’m free,
The truest home for eternity.

Endlessly grateful, I vow to be,
A mirror of your love, a reflection of thee.
For in your heart, the world is found,
A sanctuary, forever unbound.