Science, Art, Litt, Science based Art & Science Communication
AN ODE TO MY BELOVED FATHER
Oh my father, as a five-year-old
I walked for the first time holding your hand
On the road to the school that trained me
How to deal with the things and thoughts in my lab
But the lessons you taught me
While traveling together on life's path
On how to deal with ups and downs with inner faith
That were implanted in me with tender care
Benefited me much more
The education you gave me that turned me wise from a fool
Can never be taught in any school
You wanted me to be strong
And face all that life has to offer with a bang
You told me to stand like a rock
And take head-on people that stab in the back
To become a person that no weather can touch
With a personality nobody can match
To be understanding and Kind
A better advice I could never find
Though you no more physically accompany me
The courage and knowledge you put in me
Stand throughout my life with me
Although I shed silent tears for you
The philosophy you taught me wipe them away
When I can feel your presence in each moment of my day
How can you be far away?
Dr. Krishna Kumari Challa
Copyright © 2009
I walked for the first time holding your hand
On the road to the school that trained me
How to deal with the things and thoughts in my lab
But the lessons you taught me
While traveling together on life's path
On how to deal with ups and downs with inner faith
That were implanted in me with tender care
Benefited me much more
The education you gave me that turned me wise from a fool
Can never be taught in any school
You wanted me to be strong
And face all that life has to offer with a bang
You told me to stand like a rock
And take head-on people that stab in the back
To become a person that no weather can touch
With a personality nobody can match
To be understanding and Kind
A better advice I could never find
Though you no more physically accompany me
The courage and knowledge you put in me
Stand throughout my life with me
Although I shed silent tears for you
The philosophy you taught me wipe them away
When I can feel your presence in each moment of my day
How can you be far away?
Dr. Krishna Kumari Challa
Copyright © 2009
Views: 21
Comment
-
Comment by Dr. Krishna Kumari Challa on August 7, 2009 at 8:54am
-
Thanks for your kind comments Alsdair, Durl, One soul, Shirley& Minnie. My father passed away three years back. He was very close to me & I still find it very difficult to believe he is no more with me.
I wrote this poem to pay my respects to my dear father.
Krishna
-
-
The one soul said on August 3
awwwwwwwwww my dear
such a beautiful one
thank you so much
love u
-
-
Shirley Sundarsinghe Daniel Comment by Shirley Sundarsinghe Daniel 20 hours ago
I give my greatest congratulations and honor to this article.
You will be blessed for writing this.
-
Comment by Alasdair Urquhart on August 1, 2009 at 1:16pm
-
I sense the integrity of a daughter's love for her Father.
I sense the sharing of sacred understandings, lovingly upheld.
I sense between you an eternal pact.
I honour you in the courage of your beliefs,
and your willingness to express them.
Blessing you both, I sense his nearness...
for in spirit there is no division:)
Grace and Light
Alasdair
Badge
Birthdays
Birthdays Today
Birthdays Tomorrow
© 2024 Created by Dr. Krishna Kumari Challa.
Powered by
You need to be a member of SCI-ART LAB to add comments!
Join SCI-ART LAB