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Ma, in this beautiful season of happiness rain
Ma, why do I feel this fathom less sea of pain.
Ma, I open every door and every window ajar,
Hoping to see your smiling face,
Ma, I look up at the star filled skies afar,
Searching for your shining trace.
Ma, I touch every rose petal ever so soft,
To feel the touch of your hands.
Ma, I knit with playful woolen balls ,
To feel your warmth in their strands.
Ma , I seek you every morning ,
In my altar, amidst the images of my God.
Ma, I seek you every evening,
In the wavering candle lights’ gentle nod.
Ma , I walk alone on the streets,
looking for your tired feet.
Ma,  I look for you at every turn,
Waiting for you through rain and sleet.
Ma, I searched in vain for many a years,
Ma,  I searched for you in my smiles and tears.
Ma, this is the way it was always meant to be,
For you to hide and forever set me free.
Ma, you are in the glorious morning light,
Ma, you are in the darkness of the night.
Ma, you are hiding but within my soul.
Ma, I am trying to play your role.
Gone but not forgotten is the way of the world
In this gentle rhythm of time life’s folds unfurled.
When I meet you across the oceans light ,
Help me soar in that unknown skies flight.