I am writing a note
To myself, on occasion
Of Women’s Day, international
I am not creating
Anything new
Nothing artistic
Only plain talk with
My being, still here.
Am I sad that still,
On this day of the year
In the twenty first century
I am washing vessels
From yesterday and
A day before, may be..
That I am looking like
I need a lot of
personal care
Yet to stay afresh and afloat
Decades since I ever gave a care
To the stuff I could never part
Or does it really matter
That I am alive and living…
Each year, I do the same
Wash every spoon or plate
Lying in the sink from before
And I get tired and would want to rest, but have to just
Restart all over again
And again, everyday as I as m alive
Why bother, you ask
If all I do is toil
As if I know nothing at all
I may not have to say
That I am cleaning them
Bowls and dishes, that
Very kindly soaked and stored
Batter for idlis for some needy
Families that local charities care
And I just did my civic duty
To volunteer as they take care
Of the families visiting the city
Perhaps to take care of them as they may be waiting for a
change, that may bring about
A shining new day and spirit
A bright new morning while that night
They do not need to go hungry,
If they can care for the ones at home,
In distress or need or seeking help
So they can wake up strong
In their commitments and
Efforts in creating a stronger bond
With society and people
Knowing that they gave a new life
And hope to live, strive and see others thrive,
As their needs are addressed
As if they are theirs own,
They are giving life even to the ones, who give them their
time,
Because life is all about interdependence,
Even if I am discarded, or not,
I still want to belong to someone in helping them heal their
heart
Who may need me but then
I need them more to make a reason
For me to claim the air I breath
Every second I stay alive,
As though given and not even
Thinking or thanking
The mother and earth that bore me
I realize, I owe more than
What I can ever offer anyone
Without a blessing from them,
Nothing ever would!
So, all my mothers and mother earth
Have a Happy Women’s Day!
You make the world possible
Each day and every day hence
Many thanks to you,
My friend, for reading and listening!
Nyla my friend, again,
Thanks for asking me to read and send,
So these simple things,
Matter to me most,
Because it is them
Not me, that matter most
And give me life,
I do not take time,
They give me life and meaning
To strive, exist and learn and inspire! May your muse always
glow in your creation!
Oh yes, my Muse, is all of you,
This beautiful morning or day,
Night or this pleasant evening!
Happy Women’s Day y'all!
