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MOTHER TERESA
Mother Teresa-The Missionary of charity
In Calcutta,India she would dwell
Serving with love,devotion and humility
The battered and broken God's love to tell.
Receiving the call within a call
To serve the poorest of the poor
Through Jesus Christ Her all in all
Her Saviour she would only live for.
Robed in safari white and blue
Brought joy to many by her radiant smile
Graciously like the morning dew
She gave them succour in their weary miles.
She brought hope to the lepers,the dying
Comforting them and dispensing good medicine
Clothing the naked;the hungry feeding
Helping the destitutes by providence divine.
A tender heart of caring and sharing
Possessed this Catholic Nun loved by many
Who went in 1997 to be with the Lord rejoicing
Leaving for the world a wonderful legacy.
by-Benjamin Anabaraonye © 2012 Benjamin Anabaraonye
MOTHER TERESA
Beloved Mother:
How beautiful you were
with your wrinkled face;
your body, tired, worn out, yet,
radiant and full of our Lord’s Spirit.
Your soft wrinkled hands soothed
all the ugly pains of those you touched.
Your smile, your embrace, was worth
more than all the richness
the universe might hold.
In your simple, yet, magnificent ways,
you were the grandest of the grand, yet,
you were the humblest of the humble.
You stood firm and did not waiver
when it came to Your (His) beliefs,
Your (His) principles.
Like any mother,
you chastised with words of love;
like Christ, you gave infinite love.
Your humanity felt the pain:
you knew it was wrong
to overlook the needy;
you did not wait for them to come
to you; you got your hands dirty
there and then; you overcame your fears.
Mother, why do our fears alienate us
and keep us from ‘walking the walk’?
You lived in reality like Jesus,
and true luminaries.
You taught by example;
you did not need the gargantuous
temples of concrete or glass.
Your voice was soft thunder that
only a few have herd, understand, follow.
How wonderful it is to discern
what a real angel would look like.
You lived your life
like the truest of worriers,
a warrioress for peace and,
for the only true thing that matters,
UNCONDITIONAL LOVE.
From your Beloved,
you learned what had to be done;
from your loved ones, you learned
how to live an exemplary life.
Thank you, dear Mother
for having accepted
the burdensome task
of truly being the light in my darkness.
My only desire is that you
will not be forgotten
through our daily deeds.
By: MR. GUADALUPE VILLALPANDO
MOTHER
You know the secret of love, help me know it
You know how to love, help me live it
You know the pain of love, help me embrace it
You know the rejection of love, help me preserve it
You know the trials of love, help me endure it
You know the joy of love, help me radiate it
You know the sweetness of love, help me savor it
You know the wildness of love, help me imitate it.
You know the silence of love, help me value it
You know the victim hood of love; help me be a holocaust of love
You know the victory of love; help me burn that I may
Join in your triumph of love!
MC
inspired by the life of Mother Teresa
- Kynaat Awan, India
I am a Muslim student studying journalism. I have been inspired by the life of Mother Teresa and her words and work have touched my heart. I believe that she is a great inspiration for all no matter what they believe and her love and dedication of the poor and needy has sent echoes round the world. She has inspired me to become a better person and to give my love to others, because we never truly know what the price of a smile can mean to another.
Along the dusty roads of Calcutta
With its soaring heat and dense rainfall
A woman stood amidst this plain
With an intention of bringing love to all
She judged not those she saw
She claimed that there was Jesus in them all
She said she could solve the paradox of love
Because if you love till it hurts there can only be love
She gave comfort to the beggars
And smiled sweetly at the lepers
She let none come towards her without feeling better
Because the remedy for all illnesses is loving each other
Righteousness beamed on the lines of her face
She tried to chase away the pains of loneliness
She knew that we could not all do great things
But we could do small things with great love
In the silence of the night she'd kneel and pray
In the silence of the heart she would feel God speak
She realised that she herself was really nothing
But through the nothingness she felt the fulfillment of God's presence
She claimed that God never gave her anything that she could not handle
She just wished he didn't trust her so much
But due to that trust she helped many lost souls
whose lives have been now filled with His love
God was her biggest inspiration
She acted as his transmitter of love
“I am nothing but a pencil in God's hand
Who is sending his love letter to the world.”
Her life now acts as an inspiration for those who want to do good
The intention has to be right for it they say
Remember however that God doesn't require that we succeed
Rather he requires that we should all try
We should start by helping those closest to us
It isn't numbers that really matter
But rather it is speaking a kind word to someone who's lost all hope
Because it is the simple acts of kindness that are really remembered
“At the end of the day God will not ask us
How many good things you did
But rather he will ask how much love
did we put into what we did?”
Kynaat Awan
Saint
Hatred clouded her
Upon her faith--
Mouthed like fire;
Suffered for faith!
Kind, her heart--
lived like saints:
Mother Teresa's heart
Housed merciful mint.
Teresa, agony mother,
Consoled pained hearts--
Gutters Saint's order
Remembered hapless arts.
Teresa, holy mother
Vesselled love interest,
In opposition order,
Sought poor's rest.
Nobel Peace laureate,
Canonised on earth,
In holy state:She entered earth
by-Wale Ajakaye
© 2011 Wale Ajakaye
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Mother Teresa
Agnes Gonxha Rojaxhiu
1910-1997
She "did ordinary things
with extraordinary love"
caring for the poorest of the poor
without recognition
with so much love
that she seemed divine,
but she was only a woman
who did things that no one else did,
but anyone could have done.
Her unparalleled compassion,
could give the world two lifetimes
She answered the call within the call
of service to those in need,
because they are god on earth
she has done God's work,
but went beyond his expectations
doing more than anyone could
more than anyone would.
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Came the day we never wanted,
but knew would come
the Mother of Calcutta
an inspiration to all the world,
now oversees the work from heaven above,
where none of us are,
but where someday we all could be.
She was the evidence,
for the existence of God
was given a national funeral,
interpreted into multi-languages:
connecting all nations.
Doves mark the way
for a mission of charity
doing "extraordinary things
with an ordinary life
with a heart bigger than the world."
She was only a woman
doing things we all can do,
but choose not to.
by-Scott Szabo
Allendale, Michigan
© 2011
--Scott Szabo
Allendale, Michigan
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Mother Teresa
She didn't have a Dior dress and she looked rather plain
In her coarse blue bordered sari which she wore time and again
She didn't have a Gucci bag to keep all her belongings
All she had was in her heart as she had no worldly things
She didn't have Chanel shoes to move from place to place
For on the roads of dirt and death, there was no need for fancy lace
She didn't have a figure of any supermodel that I knew
And was frail and thin and tiny, you could call her diminutive too
She's never been on cruise ships or holidayed in France
For all her life she struggled to give the poor another chance
She's never tasted Caviar or sipped an Emma Peel
But she never missed a chance to pray and said it didn't hurt to kneel
She didn't sport a Rolex watch to check the hour of day
From morn to night she cared about the ones who had no say
Cartier diamonds weren't her choice when it came to jewellery
Though she strongly advocated the power of the Rosary
Unlike our politicians who're all for power and fame
This Angel from Albania cared for lepers and the lame
She didn't waste time on lofty words and tried to do her best
To nurse the sick and tired while God put her to the test
To the dying in Calcutta, her touch just meant the world
And to the destitute who had no hope, her love she had unfurled
To the wounded in Vietnam who simply lost all hope
Mother Teresa's warm embrace meant that they would learn to cope
To the starving in Ethiopia who'd soon be vultures prey
She begged the world to do something, much to her dismay
To those orphaned in Ireland who had lost their near and dear
The Mother gave them faith to live and told them not to live with fear
To the handicapped in Aussie who had stumps instead of feet
Her compassion reassured them and helped them make ends meet
To the lonely and unwanted whose hearts just seemed to ache
She treated them with dignity so their lives they wouldn’t take
With gentle words of comfort and eyes so filled with pain
She worked in slums and footpaths that politicians would disdain
While some would shrink in horror at the sight of maggot ridden folk
She cleaned their wounds and nursed them, and her love in them would soak
With boundless faith and courage and a spirit that was strong
She changed the lives of many, while she taught them right from wrong
A statue in her name, was the last thing that she sought
For Saint Teresa of Calcutta was one who couldn't be bought.
By Anita Britto, Auckland © 2011 Anita Britto
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Mother Teresa
She knew the world was stained
She knew right from wrong
A novice nun in Calcutta
She knew her task was long
For there she met her demons
& there she would meet her end
This dedicated lady became Calcutta’s friend
She pampered heads of state
With a begging bowl,
Film stars & rock guitars
& personalities she told
Part with some of your wealth
& this you will see,
It will build another house
For the Good Lord’s Family.
She held a child up high
& whispered in its ear
I have been sent by our Father
So you child, have no fear
For I will make your home
Among what you have known
& I will hold you in my arms
Till you have fully grown
Teresa, your soul was carved out of a rose
Your loving eyes shined like diamonds
And your heart you did expose
You captured all those that was crying
Your arms they did enfold
For you wrapped them around the poor
& Teresa you alone gave them hope.
Major 010 ©
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Mother
Saint of the gutters
Companion of all
Teresa so little
Standing so tall
Sister of mercy
In a border of blue
Crown of Calcutta
So faithful and true
You cared, reaching down
Opening your door
Serving the strangers
Helping the poor
You looked in their eyes
Praying, Father above
And saw the Lord Jesus
In faces of love
O mother of many
O sister so small
O saint of salvation
Who answered God’s call
We love you and miss you
And long for the day
When we will be with you
In Heaven we pray
By Rev. Richard D. Vestnys, D.D. © 2010 Rev. Richard D. Vestnys, D.D.
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Mother Teresa
Short in stature, big heart
To write at tribute, where do I start
You gave your time, so selflessly
An inspiration to all, globally
A mother to many
Known for good deeds, and charity
Nobel prize winner in 1979
I hope she will be remembered till the end of time
Born Agnes Gonxha Bojaxhiu of Albanian decent
Culcutta, was where her time was spent
An angel on earth, her soul was so pure
She proved one person can make a difference, for sure
By Leandra Gebrakedan © 2010 Leandra Gebrakedan
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AN AWESOME LADY – MOTHER TERESA
O! What a wonder you are Mother Teresa
For having destined your heart to serve
From farthest lands you travelled thus far
To redeem the abandoned strewn here
You are indeed a celestial being
Chosen by God in His dream
He sent you to reach the poorest heart
To treasure their pain with barriers apart
You spotted every soul
That was shattered in this world
Nowhere to go; no one to love
But shouldered in life, they knelt below
You lifted them up at their timely hour
And deepened their hope that God was there
Embalming their journey with peace so fair
You completed their agony with your loving care.
Mother Teresa – You are a real beauty in ashes!
Tara Prakash
Parishioner- Sacred Heart Church, Bangalore, India
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MOTHER
I feel her hyaline influx
in my deep love leaps
from the soul with subtle glows
her breath runs through my veins:
this vassal of the flesh blushes
as I drink the infinite in her
HER GLOWING PRESENCE
Love is efflux
from her body spreading
all round the parabolic hue
enlightens the self
my being I merge
in her glowing presence
HER HOLY SCENT
As I repose
in the wrinkles
of her face
I feel her crimson
glow in my eyes
her holy scent
grows inside
a sea of peace
multiplies
in the mind
IN MY DEEP
The room has her
presence every minute
I feel she speaks
in my deep
silently
THERE'S NO ANSWER
I can't know her
for the body, skin, or curve:
the perfume cheats
like the sacred hymns chanted
in hope, and there's no answer
-- Ram Krishna Singh
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Intercession
Touch me, Teresa,
Humane, touch me!
Care Mother Teresa;
Turn to me!
I am pained,
Anxiety torments me--
Humane, am nailed;
Sufering drives me.
Save me, Teresa
Through your kindness
In Holy Teresa
Life worths excess.
Brightness is vague
In hapless strife:
Stop my plague
through your belief.
Peace in you
Brings human tranquility, Pained hearts woo
Your benevolent quality!
by-Wale Ajakaye © 2011 Wale Ajakaye
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