One day, the Goddess felt lonely
It's so empty here, it'd be nice to
have someone around
The creation took only a nanosecond
Little hands and legs, some with
tails, some could swim, while others would climb
Some were slithering, with life but no
limb
‘My children, you are all same, be
well, be unbroken’, She beamed with pride
‘Oh, this one is human and is nigh
from flawless, as She heard him cry
‘Need another to provide solace’, the
Goddess’ thoughts were clear
She plucked a Petal from
her Heart, whispered 'go, my dear, you are special,
Be the companion, be the caretaker,
and be the protector, give him peace
I cannot be always around one mortal,
so you can see
She blessed her, scented her
with sacrifice, gave her the garland of labor and acumen
And sent the Angel, to be with the
human
Thousands of years passed, and the
Mother woke up from Her slumber,
She came down to see Her children to
marvel at their wonder
Some good, some bad, but yin and yang
have always wandered
She searched for her Angel, Her
special creation, the piece of Her Soul
She looked at the palaces which are
called Houses, She peeped at the Boardrooms
She traveled various timelines, to get
a glimpse of her at least in someone’s dreams
At last, She found her, inside
the kitchen, with her garlands now crumbled, wings broken,
Crease at her forehead, back
bent, singing for a toddler, sighing at a teenager, handling a token
She
was cleaning and cooking as if she were a robot, her mind numb,
but her face calm
Searing pain shot through the Mother,
She could feel her leg weak,
No longer able to hold Herself afloat,
the Mother sat down, in an impeccably clean teak
The Goddess called out to her, ‘My
Heart, what have I done, I have ripped you apart,
This is not what I yearned for, I
should have left them drowned
For they don't deserve you, look how they have made you’
‘Come with me, Her rage made the roof
glow
Let them eat what they sow, let them make their own dough
I will give you warmth; soothe your
back; mend your wings
Come with me, my dear, I have made a
terrible thing’
The Angel looked up with her moist
eyes, ‘Thank you Mother, but you forgot,
I still have your Petal, which soothes
my heart
You have made me to be the companion,
to provide comfort, and to make their life ease
I cannot break your word, this is now
my world
I just wish you had also given him
a Petal, so I could have been heard
But it is all right now, I have
learned to be well,
I cannot come back, without me, they
all will fail
Worry not, for they now know, so maybe
when you visit next, my wings will glow
The Goddess nodded, I prided to be
flawless, for which the price is ruthless
Her eyes wet, She gave one last kiss
on the wrinkled cheek
You are indeed my Petal, my Heart,
Stay Strong and come to Me when you are done
I will be waiting for you with a soft
bed and a cup of golden wine.