
On a moonlit night
Embalmed in its luminescence.
Bathed in its argent glow
Graced by the peace in the beam
Radiance lingers in its pearlescent reflection
Drawing us to look upwards
As we are enveloped by its lovely light.
Savvy

On a moonlit night
Embalmed in its luminescence.
Bathed in its argent glow
Graced by the peace in the beam
Radiance lingers in its pearlescent reflection
Drawing us to look upwards
As we are enveloped by its lovely light.
Savvy

An interesting dawn
I woke up earlier than dawn today.
And positioned myself in my favorite space
To watch the glorious dawn
Before I could realise
A bright orange ball
Just popped up over the horizon…
It was as if the sun was in a hurry
To awaken the world & light the day.
As I just began to ease into the brilliance …
I saw the corner of the sun
Disappearing into the blanket of clouds
Looming large, to dull the senses once more…
The light is hidden now
From plain sight.
Do know the sun is up
There may be a lull in the now
But darkness is a passing cloud
Think of it, as moments to pause
In patience for light is on the other side
Awaiting its turn to light up your day.
And yes, before I could pen these words here…
The light of dawn paints the day.
Savvy

In every now
There is so much to note
Notice the bigger picture
The grand plan of nature.
Notice the sky
Holding the sun & the clouds,
The moon & the stars.
Notice the transitions
The fleeting nature
The pain & pleasures of life
Appear and disappear.
Notice the expansive infinite
Widening in your thoughts
Notice your breath dance,
Finding its rhythms.
Notice how the movements
And the stillness therein,
Are all part of the dance.
Savvy Raj

Imagine a space
Of freedom from time
Where there is no rut of routine
Where the heart speaks
And you listen.
Where moments are lived
And life is not just existence.
Imagine a place of timeless wonder
Of obliviousness and abandon
Where freedom is in your spirit
And your life, a living verse.
What would you do with the day
If you find such a place on earth?
Savvy

Is the form you see
Exactly the form I see
Perhaps they differ
In the way we choose to interpret.
Is form the mark of reality
Does being formless makes it unreal
Is form the contention
To know the real and unreal.
Forms are shaped by intentions
In dedication & deliberation.
For forms become fleeting memories
Perishing in the sands of time.
While the formless evolves in the heart
Holding up to unfathomable faith
They may live on in the silent knowing
Of unspoken trust in the being.
Discernment of the forms
In the inner recesses of the heart and the mind
Waltzes the consciousness of the being
In States of knowing ,of the truth of light
A light of wisdom
That takes many forms
Million times over
To show the path of truth.
The path is lit
As the steps are taken
The forms manifest in the interactions
Of vibrations in resonance.
Between these Illuminating illusions
Of the form and formless
What is real and unreal
All are just reflections in the dimensions.
In the beam of even one moment of truth
Is the convergence of envisioning
Forms and formless become one
Conveying the message safely home.
Savvy
My painting interpretation for today’s thoughts …

In this dance of life
Turn your doubts to decisions
Turn your worries to wins
Turn your pain to possibilities
Turn your hurts to hope
All is a matter of a turn.
Savvy
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