Aamal is married to Cristina. Chapter of motherhood has seemingly drawn to a close. I am bone tired. I feel distanced from the sons I bore and raised. Dreams bring meaning to this experience. Last night it was Aamal's head bobbing up and down in far distance in the expanse of an ocean with dangerous reeds to one side of the coast and huge expanse of ominously calm waters to one side. My desperation, yelling out to Aamal to not go too far in his zest to experience life is all in my memory as I jot my pain and loss down here. Memory of Moses' mother surfaced then as I woke up - like a message perhaps. It's Divine will that I have surrendered to. Allah please take us through without separation and with success in getting closer to You.
Your silence
Your attempts to shut me mum
Setting up screen of distance between us
Is not lost on me Son....
Through my pain
Light filters in
In dreams I am shown
Divine remembrance
Calls for endurance
When life points out
To none other but
Moses' Mum ☺️
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