Tuesday, 17 April 2007

Final Farewell To My Father


pic- part of the painting of Yang Jian-Feng.

As I am going home again after a long time I can't think of a home without my father. He will not be there to greet me, smile with me that familiar smile that we always shared when we met. Those evenings we walked together in the green fields when the sun set in the background. How haapy he would have been to see my elder brother's bride and my book dedicated to him. But I believe he is looking from the skies and showering his blessings...

Final Farewell to My Father

I wait at the banks of the Holy Ganges
While my father travels his last journey
I eagerly wait to see his face,
to capture the last glimpse of the light
That brightened my path since I was born
His body would soon be consumed by holy fire
and soul would merge into eternity
That light has gone out from the Earth
now would shine bright in the sky
The holy Ganges would carry his ashes into the vast blue oceans
And it is there he would rest in peace and calm
And when I would look into the sky each time
I would see him smile
How may I feel while I wait at the banks of the Holy Ganges
Waiting for my father’s arrival
For the final farewell
I feel blank, clueless how it all happened so fast
My eyes swell with tears and
I burst into sobs crying out loud
‘I want my papa, I want my papa’
I can’t imagine he won’t speak to me anymore
We won’t share a smile as always we did
when I returned home
I know this meeting is different but it just feels the same
Father, you know how much I waited for you to be together
I found a park where we would go for a walk
Every evening whether is it summer or winter, snow or rain
And you see now I am here
Waiting at the banks of the Holy Ganges
Wondering how would I bid you farewell
Wondering whether things would really be the same
Wondering would I ever reconcile your early departure
I must be strong, I am your son

(Written on 16th July 2006 on the Banks of the Holy Ganges but modified on 8th Feb 2007, Moscow)

9 Comments:

Blogger Andrés Paz said...

That's really neat, has a feeling of enlightenment to it...

18/4/07 2:51 am  
Blogger lindsaylobe said...

Farwell to dearest father

Stardust of the heavens to dust of the earth
Land of dear Father who cherished your birth
In times of sorrow he stands by you still
Spirit sparkles joyful by yonder rill

New seasons new peace pray peace from within
Winters in Moscow, pray new seasons begin
Moonbeams in majesty, to bring you new light
Spirit of dear father to son loved at first sight

19/4/07 5:34 pm  
Blogger Susan Abraham said...

Hi Abhay,
This is emotional, touching and very sad.
My belated condolences!
What can I even say...
Are you going home for good?

19/4/07 9:25 pm  
Anonymous rachana said...

Hi Abhay, thats a great tribute from you to your beloved father...don't know what more can i say....

20/4/07 12:15 am  
Blogger Té la mà Maria said...

We have visited his blog-web and find it interesting, congratulations

There visits ours, the irreverent and iconoclast of the world,
is in Catalunya - Spain

Http: // telamamaria.blogspot.com

Thank you very much for the visit

Maria

21/4/07 4:46 pm  
Blogger laura said...

Beautiful, sad, touching, and very loving, Abhay. Home will be different now. I wish you a safe journey.

22/4/07 7:03 am  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hello,

your blog is amazing...

informative... interesting.. inspiring...

the first, i read - was the poem.. an emotional outpouring...my condolences!

your blog seems to be a silent journey with nature,,, skiing... snow... rains.. flowers .. animals... wonderful!!!...

will keep reading .. and posting comments...

23/4/07 1:27 pm  
Blogger Yuva said...

i understand but i wish i didnt have to feel it.

/Yuva

25/4/07 12:13 pm  
Blogger Gary said...

Moving poem...still. Since my father died a number of years ago, I continue to find myself having conversations with him - asking his advice, reminding him of past stories, wondering what he would say about something.

Life is indeed a deep mystery... and we must experience it fully.

1/5/07 7:27 pm  

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