Being tender in the toughest of times
Being gentle and generous with the self
In times of chaos and conflicts
In and around us
Is the way of weathering-the-storms.
Being caring and compassionate
In thoughts words and deeds.
With empathy that empowers
In light and goodwill.
Is the way of gentle heart
Flowing in loving kindness.
Chase not, the shiniest
For it often lose their sheen
Choose consistency over hype
It makes a mark in time.
What shines today
May become dull tommorow
What perseveres every day
May turn reliable in the long run .
Chase not, the loudest proclaims
It often ends up as a whimper
Choose the steadiness of approach
That often becomes substantial.
Chase not, the charmer
They often turn out fake.
To smile without heartbreak
Choose the one with humor…
And keep humor alive in your heart…
Savvy
Every living being,
And every part of our beautiful world
Has survived through time
Overcoming many obstacles
For some it is nature at its worst.
Storms and calamities
Hurricanes and floods…
For others it may be personal
And professional…
The human grit is plain to see
For we are part of nature
Persevering to preserve
Aspiring to evolve.
Remarkable is the spirit in resilience
It finds the wisdom in the challenges
To not just survive but thrive
My salute…
To the human spirit.
Savvy
Wind in the sky
Invisible to the eye
Its strength is in its movement.
In fluidity of the flow.
Speed is its force
Dynamic in its directions
Powerful in its presence.
Without physical form.
Yet it’s the air that we breathe
That keeps us alive…
Wind in the sky
Agility its second name
Knows to blow hot & cold.
To be a breeze or a blizzard
Impactful is its presence.
Resilient in its ways
Change is its nature.
Savvy
Image a social media forward. Credits to the unknown photographer.
This is the third poem from my series on the wind .
Here are the links to the first and second poem
Wind on water
Wind on sand
Wind on the sand
Gathering gently
Singing sweetly…
Whistling winds…
Humming & howling
Desert dunes
Deep drones
Shifting sands
Slumping steep
Silver on silver
Gold on gold.
Savvy
Water water everywhereBut not a drop to drink! We are country overflowing with an abundance of rivers and blessed with the monsoon season. Yet the picture is grim. Rivers are tilting the balance, either in floods or in a draught. The changing weather conditions, the seasonal shifts, have created havoc on our agriculture. Common man’s […]
Water matters
The past is clutching you
But choose to sculpt a new now
Shed your old skin
Unclasp the tags.
Yesterday may hold you captive
But choose to chisel on relentlessly
Bit by bit…
And free yourself from its vice like grip.
Your tommorow awaits in patience,
Trust, all is well in time.
Shape yourself into who you are.
Savvy Raj
(My verses in a flow, inspired by the image share that came my way.)
To me walking has been synonymous with freedom, and I believe that it is one of the best ways to balance your mind and body every day. I have been enjoying this healthy activity pretty consistently. Walking is something people take for granted but with the right approach the act of walking can be a […]
Wisdom of walking on…
What’s different about you, after the storm ?
Are you hardened and toughened by it ?
Or are you more humane, compassionate and gentler as a human after the storm ?
It all depends on you
And how you choose to perceive it.
Perhaps the storm teaches you to steel the self
And create a self preservation shield from such experiences.
On the other hand it could make you more alive to life and the preciousness of now.
As you choose to live and love the life you have left than simply exist in the moments. ✨️
#Life Life Lovingly ❤️
This post actually was inspired by a comment from my dear friend on WordPress over the years and most of all, a truly empowered and brilliant author Maggie Watson.
Her comment made me stop and think of how much even a mention of the word,’ Storm’ can conjure up. And how much those who have survived it may be feeling … each of these bravehearts may have a different tale to tell.
Yet the truth is their heart beats to the preciousness of this now.
Savvy
Storms rage and ravage
They lay waste the efforts
And destruct many a lives.
Yet they rise, only to fall
When the storm subsides
The world picks up the pieces
Of the then and now…
To build again in hope
That tommorow is another new day.
But storms that pass, often leave imprints;
Of traumas in those testing times
Of fear in the back of the mind.
They appear in dreams
Almost as if it is reality.
They create confusion in the sanest of times
But when the heart knows
That fear is just the mind
Playing its tricks again.
It becomes brave
And continues to beat stronger
And life dances to its beats…
For it has survived the storm.
Rest all is history 💙
Storms have a way of playing with our life even when they have long subsided.
The brewing storm in our thoughts and dreams may seem fearful yet they also bring perspective to empower ourselves.
I write these verses inspired by the reading the title and verses of this poem, this morning. Thank you 🙏 poeticmobility.
And the image here is from my Ai artwork collections, for I somehow feel it belongs here as well.
I leave a question here for you to reflect upon…
Every life has survived its own share of storms
Leaving much wisdom in the learnings behind.
What lesson has your heart learned after the storm?
Savvy Raj
A river runs its course
Shifting its shape
It meanders through
Yet is perseverant enough
In reaching the sea
Yet,all in its own time.
Its persistence legendary
In carved imprints
On rocks and stones
Making its way in the flow
A river is a transporter
That lifts and deposits
Nurturing ecosystems
Dedicated in purpose
To reach the sea.
Savvy
Covered in the grime of life
Masked in the mire of living
Seasoned in the sands of time.
Life may seem meaningless,
Submerged in the shadows.
Yet trust time in its flow
As it unearths the Self.
In its own unique way
P.S
This poem flowed in a moment of silent contemplation…
I pose a question to you
Looking back at the layers
Life brought forth in time
Are there more, that are shielding you?
Or are there more that you want to wash away?
And more importantly…
Are you ready to unearth the Self?
I hope in reading these verses, it brings in a sense of pause and trust, wherever you are in your own unique journey of unearthing the self .
Savvy
Twilight expresses the moment of change
In the most gentle of ways.
Change that allows
Change that accepts
Change that acknowledges…
that transition takes time.
It also holds moments of awe and wonder.
Yet change is rarely felt this way…
For change can be the difference
Between the dark and light
Of the night and day.
Humans are hardwired
To fear change in doubt and uncertainty
But change is the only constant.
However… humans are also wired in hope
To trust transitions of change is hopefulness
And hope is here to stay.
Savvy
Our thoughts need space to grow
Sitting in silence
Sensing stillness
Witnessing the dance within.
As the thoughts settle
From chaos to calm
Give time to your thoughts
Countless thoughts birth itself
Some that makes you smile
Some that carry other emotions
Your thoughts have a reason to be
Let them come and go
Like nature evolves in time
Thoughts have a life time too.
Think well… Life blooms.
On blooming
Cultivate in your children a thinking mind
Guide them to steer it to a thoughtful mind
Cultivate in your children a grateful heart
Guide them to deeds of goodwill.
Their development begins with you
But remember the bud that blossoms to a flower
Support their journey that unfolds itself …
As every flower unfurls in its own time
Trust life to bloom.
Savvy
Was reading an article today on how education today has become more and more transactional…and how it robs the learner of the critical thinking.
I share my musings…
When education is not a buisness
When learning is not about grades
When teaching is a passion than profession.
Where doubts, perspectives are welcomed
And not sidelined or ridiculed
When questions are not means to an end
Curiosity and wonder will find its purpose…
That I am fond of writing is nothing new after all these years of blogging and writing but as a child, I remember clearly when I was asked by a school teacher to read a famous poem and share its meaning in class I dared to share a new interpretation to it…that resonated with me.
The teacher then, was not open to a change of perspective… nor ready for a deep dive on why I saw it differently. She simply wanted to finish her work without deviation. I remember sitting down that day, without feedback.
But it didn’t stop me from wonder and writing…in fact I continued to write free verses in time till date.
I write this all, for I have shifted many schools in my childhood… as my father served in the Armed forces. I have seen upclose the good, bad and ugly side of schooling.
And the plus side is, it certainly has shaped me to be, adaptable and resilient as a person in time.
There is always the plus side…
What do you think ?
Savvy
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