BOU
- MOTHER
Oh!
Mother is God's such a heavenly and unique creation
That willingly soaks sorrows like sweet delicious honey
That hugs uncomplainingly all grief, hardship and tribulation
So that she can build for the kids a safe haven in this world of fani!
A family like Vaikunth, you painstakingly fabricate
Weathering with fortitude all the battering hurdles and obstacles.
Without any expectations, you meticulously sculpt our career and fate
And you ceaselessly strive and starve so that we may live in the castles!
From dawn till night, you pass through the deadliest passages
You observe rigorous fasts to be blessed with His favourable wishes
You voluntarily sip pains and sincerely pray to goddesses and gods
So that we can ever live a life healthy, prosperous, happy and joyous!
Bou,
you are, without ambiguity, so great and matchless
That you keep cascading skies of blessings on us
Under all circumstances!
The soil where your divine feet tread upon turns a shrine pious,
Even greater than the heaven’s path,
Like the Bada Danda – the Grand Road of Lord Jagannath
Which ever grants me contentment and peace like a river generous.
Bou, nothing but this much can I sum up, only this much…..
That willingly soaks sorrows like sweet delicious honey
That hugs uncomplainingly all grief, hardship and tribulation
So that she can build for the kids a safe haven in this world of fani!
Weathering with fortitude all the battering hurdles and obstacles.
Without any expectations, you meticulously sculpt our career and fate
And you ceaselessly strive and starve so that we may live in the castles!
You observe rigorous fasts to be blessed with His favourable wishes
You voluntarily sip pains and sincerely pray to goddesses and gods
So that we can ever live a life healthy, prosperous, happy and joyous!
That you keep cascading skies of blessings on us
Under all circumstances!
The soil where your divine feet tread upon turns a shrine pious,
Even greater than the heaven’s path,
Like the Bada Danda – the Grand Road of Lord Jagannath
Which ever grants me contentment and peace like a river generous.
Bou, nothing but this much can I sum up, only this much…..
Copyright: Dr. Shankar D
Mishra, Sr. lecturer in English, Bhubaneswar, Odisha, India 02.05.2023
N.B. – The above poem is translated from an Odia poem “ବୋଉ" / "BOU” composed by Sushant Kumar Swain, Gouri Nagar, Bhubaneswar, Odisha.
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