Mother's love

She walked the forest with grief in her gait, A cradle of sorrow trailing behind— Not a burden, but a memory with weight, a love that even death could not unbind. She carried not just a lifeless body, but a bond, through trails where silence thickened like mist. Each step an elegy, each glance a prayer, for a world kinder than this. So let us learn that mourning needs no words or name. In every soul that dares to love, loss burns the same eternal flame.

- BY THARINDU MUTHUKUMARANA [e-mail] (Author of the award-winning book “The Life of Last Proboscideans: Elephants”)

Recently, news emerged from the North Central Province in Sri Lanka that quickly became a viral story. In a heart-wrenching display of maternal grief, a mother elephant in Kaudulla National Park was seen carrying the lifeless body of her calf across several kilometres—an act she continued for several days, embodying the depth of her sorrow. Even when the carcass got rotten and the skull got detached from the body, still the mother elephant dragged the body to every place she went.

This news recalls a story from Buddhist chronicles, which tells that in ancient Shravasti, Kisa Gotami, a poor young mother, was devastated by the sudden death of her only child. Overwhelmed by grief, Kisa Gotami refused to accept her child's death and took his lifeless body in her arms, wandering from house to house in search of a cure. Her desperate search led her to the Buddha, who gently offered her a task: to collect mustard seed from a household untouched by death. Eagerly she began, only to discover that every home had experienced loss.

Through this profound journey, Kisa Gotami came to realise the universality of death and suffering. No one is spared from loss, and her personal grief was shared by countless others. Enlightened by this truth, she accepted her son's death, buried him, and returned to the Buddha with clarity and peace. She eventually joined his monastic community, seeking deeper understanding of life’s impermanence.