Mystery and History (Written by Esther Robinshon)

Mystery and History

A terrible earthquake rocked

Bidding adieu left us shocked

Rescuers worked on the third day

Looking exhausted and in dismay

Suddenly mixed feelings filled the air

When they lifted two up the metal stair

Shielded from the falling fragments

Embraced and protected within a mother’s garment

Wrapped in a carcass that offered comfort

A live six month-old baby girl put her effort

She moved having been suckled on that fateful day

By her mother who had entered the unknown gateway

Only this could have crammed her mind

Let me die so that they could find

My child alive; my child must live

So, she breast-fed until alive

One could compare her love to a mystery

Her life after death is but history

Tears trickle from stony hearts

Also from those carrying debris in their carts

Like a mother longing to hug her child

Our Creator waits to embrace us His child

He can pick us up from any rubble

And in us can make joy bubble

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