Mother – The Soul’s Sunlight

A question has just bloomed, deep inside my soul,

Please read these lines — they’re heartfelt, pure and whole.

Though my pen is weak, my words hold no disguise,

I took a page to try… still, no phrase justifies.

Mother… O my dearest mom,

Is your smile the morning sun,

Warming me in every hour,

Are your words the books I’ve won —

Each chapter growing mind and power?

Why is your heart so gently made?

So full of grace, so finely laid?

Here’s the news I want to share:

My Lord, He loves you — this I swear.

And what could be the secret cause

Of such beauty in soul and face?

Believe my words, I speak from truth,

Even the moon would feel disgrace!

Forget the moon — just look above,

The skies reflect your endless love.

What does it mean, this boundless light?

What truth does it reveal in sight?

It speaks of God’s own mercy deep,

That matches yours — so wide, so steep.

In short, to summarize it right:

Without you, joy has lost its light.

Among all realms that ever be,

No one on Earth could be like you!

I am a young poet from Zomin, Uzbekistan, born on May 15, 2007. Through my poetry, I seek to express deep emotions and the beauty of the motherly love that inspires and lights up our souls.