IN MY MORNING PRAYERS

I no longer live with Ma

And I wanted to be with her

It was the beginning of spring

Ma was not sick, nor on medication

She was treading a long journey

Her memory had not deserted her

She felt good when I sat beside her

In her vanishing world

I still occupied the prime place

I touched her feet

She gathered all the energy her frail body had

Opened her eyes, said nothing

And also said many things

I couldn’t ask, Ma, Kemon Aacho

If I had asked, she would have said, Bhalo Aachi

“Be as relaxed as you can, be at ease,

sit with your dying friend,

as if you had nothing more important

or enjoyable to do.”

Following the Buddha way

I did not feel the need for verbal communication

There was silence

Perhaps, she wanted to tell me

“I lie here all day long

When I go to sleep

I am not sure if I will wake up again”

I told Ma silently

I wish you to stay with me forever Ma,

But I don’t want you to suffer anymore

I want your pains to end

I wish you have a peaceful last journey

End comes, if there is a desire

I relieved Ma from all my attachments

I wished that she gets rid of all her attachments

I said, I shall not stand at the doorway

At the time of her departure

It was a painful reality

A time comes when it is unwise to resist a thing

And the time came at the beginning of a fall

We went to a nearby Ganga Ghat

In a few moments everything was over

Some ashes remained

Ma, you carried us so nicely

You never let us feel the weight of things

You can't be merely ashes

You shall always remain with us forever

In our morning prayers.