THE GREAT-GRANDMOTHER AND HER GREAT-GRAND BABY

This poem is for Mrs. Suchitra Bhowmik

Age by age she passes eighty two years,

With life, having lightness and darkness,

Now she has one friend who is baby

And she is not known for the time being,

As life have fractions on tiny family,

Living far away, with occasional visits,

To the great-grandmother, who is

Perfectly living with existing force,

Yet feeble to recognize her nearest one,

It is like claim and reclaim of time cloak

Over the stage of cell bounding events,

The baby is acquainted with parents

And little with grandmother,

Now renewal for acquainting with

Mother of grandmother is distant aspect,

The baby is bewildered, and cries,

The baby does not rest with her embrace,

Yet it is great energy to hold the baby

With other hand that is known or unknown,

It is the life of creation,

And we all move with the significance,

And the baby is energy of our living,

With passage of time, we are disciples

Of the great creation, we are bounded in.