The picture
illustrating a sad poem “A Letter From Son” became an independent piece of art
embodying the wonder of genesis. A composite circular frame shows safety and
physicality. The unborn baby is a helpless innocent angel who folded his hands
together and is praying for protection in front of Virgin Mary’s image, who is
known to be the Patroness of all mothers.
This is the
poem led to this picture:
A Letter
From Son
Hello, my darling!
Writing now to you
From far away. I miss
you more than ever.
Remember me? I hope,
but have no clue.
Perhaps you will be
glad to see me too?
Do you recall the
child you didn’t want to bear?
You kept me warm, and
when I heard your voice,
Through shroud of mist
I would believe so strongly,
That in this world I’m
bound to rejoice,
That being son of
yours is my best choice,
Impossible to estimate
it wrongly!
Oh, Mommy, look, I
could have done so much!
And like Grandfather,
I was brave and gifted.
I wish I could have
felt your every touch,
But the curette became
my only toy and crutch,
By means of which to
Heaven I was lifted.
I was not born. You’ve
both decided so,
As if you had the
power to erase me.
Career, money, house –
you need them more, I know.
Clairvoyant said she
saw a bad sign though.
Endure some ache and
life will be amazing.
This choice was
unmistakable and clear,
So quickly was the
bond between us torn.
Why did I fail to look
at you, my dear?
Forgive me if I’ve
hurt you. Have no fear.
Sincerely yours,
Son.
P.S. Unborn.
Mahosha 2016
