Month: November 2009

Father

My very first love, my very first friend No words can define, or transcend You reside in me, each thought or act My strength, essence, my truest fact   No matter how I say, or fail to express  My source of meaning, you are my sense Every knowledge I crave, my liberated mind Noblest gift to me, your love for humankind   You dwell in my life, in each moment of mine Precious is your presence, forever shall shine Your love, like the greatest oceans, open sky Breathing in it, sheltered, how blessed am I….   – Saswat Pattanayak, Peoples’ Poet