For the love of my Mother

Some people love God; I love my mother—she is my God.
Because she is my mother, she gives me unconditional love.
In moments of sorrow or despair, she is always there for me.
She is the one who reminds me of the importance of self-discovery.

My mother means the world to me, and nothing else matters.
I am happy and lucky to be a son who has been so loved.
Because nothing is stronger than a mother’s love—
Even the mind can’t interfere with this pure feeling.

I can’t stop thanking her for showing me the path to spirituality.
She is the only person who has shown me who I truly am,
What I am, and what I am not—so I don't get lost in this dull world.
And if I ever do get lost, she helps me find my way back again.

Mother, I will always be there for you, no matter what happens.
I am happy by your side and in your peaceful acceptance.
The stars shine in my eyes, and my heart never lies.

I owe you everything. Thank you for being you. I love you.

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