MY MOTHER

From my mother's will:

The most important wishes of my heart are friendship, unity and alliance and agreement between the families and friends. This is what we strive for many generations. Don’t ever forget love and friendship which are the principal of humanity and of all religions. As much as you can, help each other and try to solve each other’s problems.

You are everything:

If my whole being becomes my feet ,

And like God I can be everywhere

I walk towards you

I walk in your path.

If my whole being becomes my hands,

And like God I can touch everything

I touch what you are wearing

I touch where you are resting.

If my whole being becomes my eyes,

And like God I can look at everybody

I look into you eyes

I look at your footsteps.

If my whole being becomes my head,

And like God I can take everyone’s head

I lose my head for you

I lose my head in your pathways.

If my whole being becomes my life

And like God I can take everyone’s life

My life is for you

My life is for you.

If my whole being becomes my heart,

And like God I take everyone's heart

I give my heart to love

I close my eyes to everything except you

If my whole being, my whole life, my whole heart becomes love,

And like God I become everything

I am not me but you

You are everything, you are everything

Translation from a poem by Hooshang Mahmoodi

Rock me to sleep, mother

Backward, turn backward, 0 Time, in your flight,

Make me a child again just for tonight!

Mother, come back from the echoless shore

Take me again to your heart as of yore,

Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care,

Smooth the few silver threads out of my;

Over my slumbers your loving watch keep;

Rock me to sleep, mother, rock me to sleep.

Closer to your heart in a ' loving embrace,

With you light lashes just sweeping my face,

Never hereafter to wake or to weep

Rock me to sleep, mother, rock me to sleep.

Tired of the hollow, the base, the untrue,

Mother, 0 mother, my heart calls for you!

Many a summer the grass has grown green,

Blossomed and faded our faces between;

Yet with strong yearning and passionate pain,

Long I tonight for your presence again;

Come from the silence so long and so deep;

Rock me to sleep, mother, rock me to sleep.

Over my heart, in the days that are flown,

No love like mother-love ever has shone;

No other worship abides and endures,

Faithful, unselfish, and patient like yours-,

None like a mother can charm away pain

From the sick soul and the world-weary brain,

Slumber’s soft calms over my heavy lids creep;

Rock me, to sleep, mother, rock me to sleep.

Come, let your brown hair, just lighted with gold,

Fall on your shoulders again as of old;

Let it fall over my forehead tonight,

Shading my faint eyes away from the light;

For with its sunny-edged shadows once more,

Haply will throng the sweet visions of yore,

Lovingly, softly its bright billows sweep,

Rock me to sleep, mother, rock me to sleep.

By: Elizabeth Chase Akers

Page by page

What a Fall it was
A time of loss
A time of reflection
A time of resurrection

Like the falling leaves
Amid tall trees
Where rain is the name of the game
and the sun is a distant ray
I see her face,
Beautiful as ever
Shining as a star
From not too far

She liked the Fall
for its sudden change and reflective time.
She gave birth in the Fall
And she died in the Fall
Birth and death
Two pages of the book of life
And she knew that book too well.
Page by page,
She wrote her life,
With a pen filled with tears.
She never had any fear,
As she always knew God was near

Fall is the season of passing,
Passing of leaves,
Passing of lives,
Passing of a mother
Whose soul always flies.

Nov 1995
Arfa

Tribute to my mother

She was a decisive and courageous woman. She was active and proactive. She was polite, loving and kind. She had self confidence and was motivated.

She grew up by a supper lady, her aunt who taught her the excellence in behavior and manners. She had charm of a lady and firmness of a gentleman. Her dad who passed away at her teen years taught her to be tough throughout the life and still be soft and delicate to float on the surface of life. She has a beautiful, cheerful face and wonderful character. She always was neat and well dressed. She has a strong, big and compassionate heart.

God bless her soul

woman and mothers:

A home without a woman lacks amity and affection.
When one's heart is cold, the soul is dead.

In creation's edifice woman has always been the pillar.
Who can build a house without a foundation?

Plato and Socrates were great because the mothers
who nurtured them were themselves great.

Loghman was succored by his mother in the cradle
long before attendance at school made him a philosopher.

Whether heroes or mystics, ascetics or jurists,
they all were first pupils in her school.

How can a child with no mother learn to love?
A kingdom with no ruler offers no safety and order.

Today's girls are tomorrow's mothers.
On the mothers rests the greatness of the sons.

Alive are only those who wear a robe of excellence;
dead are those whose worth is measured by their nakedness.

Is there any robe more precious than that of knowledge?
What brocade is prettier than that of learning?

Any clew spun by the spindle of wisdom
in the workshop of ambition turns into linen and silk.

Not by wearing earrings, necklaces, and coral bracelets
can a woman count herself a great lady.

What are colorful gold brocades and glittering ornaments good for,
if the face lacks the beauty of excellence?

The hands and neck of a good woman, O Parvin,
deserve the jewels of learning, not of color.

By: Parvin Etesami

Children tributes to their mothers

My mum is the best
My mother is absolutely brilliant
I have a mother who knows what I am going to say ,who knows what I have inside me ,who knows me better than me .
she is always free for me ,she is my whole world.
How blessed am I to have been born to such a wonderful Mother.
Her strength and wisdom guides me, her zest for life inspires me, her kindness and grace warms me.
I have never met another person like her
God took you from those who love you most. He took you to his kingdom where you are with your parents. I'm sure you're happy and free of the pain you suffered.

Every child thinks her mom is the best. Well I am living proof that mine is.

To you who gave me the best present ever , the gift of life, I will never forget all of the unconditional LOVE you have given me
Until we see each other again, I will keep the memories, all the kisses, and all of the warm hugs in my heart for ever

From the Baha'i holy writtings:

Mothers are the first educators of children, who establish virtues in the child's inner nature. They encourage the child to acquire perfections and goodly manners, warn him against unbecoming qualities, and encourage him to show forth resolve, firmness, and endurance under hardship, and to advance on the high road to progress.

O ye loving mothers, know ye that in God's sight, the best of all ways to worship Him is to educate the children and train them in all perfections of humankind; and no nobler deed than this can be imagined.

Excellence is the life that redeems and quickens the world and vanishes and perishes in the way of his purpose. At that time it obtains a spiritual life and becomes a merciful and abundant grace.

Every being processing a life has a capacity to sacrifice the same for the sake of any certain things. From among the people are some who sacrifice their lives on the alter of lust, others for the sake of benefiting a certain party of people, other in the way of discovering the north and south poles, other in the battles and disputes, others for the imaginary home (fatherland), and others in the path of conjectures and imaginations.

But those who are affected with the vapors of the pure wine of the love of God, would sacrifice their lives in the path of the merciful, leading to a spiritual life, drinking from the chalice of the love of God, blazing with the burning fire of Mount Sinai, turning with their hearts to the supreme world, and perfuming all horizons with their perfumed breaths, Thus they redeem both physical lives and human spirit

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