Today I am sharing a poem by my mother, Anjana
We will travel far.
In this cosmic travelling
We never know
How far we have travelled
Or how far yet to go.
In what form or in which place.
The mystery is beyond
Our comprehension.
Yet we are aware of
Our presence In this
present moment.
Let us strive not to waste it .
Make every effort
To make it worthwhile
In this long journey
Called Life.
Anjana
Truth is free
Mind controls.
Life is free to be
Living contains
And the spirit
Frees the soul.
Savvy
Crossed the midstream
The shore is a swim away
The body takes its toll
Yet the spirit is willing
To ride through
And grace the shore.
On touching ground
The horizon beckons
Over the hills and dales
In the sands of time.
Trust your life
To unfold the way…
When you feel you are done
Life has just begun.
Savvy
P.S
I share my prompted artwork with Ai, here again, as I feel it somehow comes together and somehow makes perfect sense with the verses.
This one is a micropoem that sparked from the words… Where light shines’.
When you turn your face
Towards the sun…
Where does the shadow fall?
Where does light shine?
Shine on …
Savvy
I enjoy simplifying complexity
For I do believe simplicity
Is just complexity turned upside down
And perhaps knotted and twisted at times.
All it needs is an untangling.
In thoughts words and deeds.
While the mind may play games
Simply speaking from the heart
Seeing with the heart
Feeling the sensations that emnate from the heart
Will release the unnecessary knots
And create a path of clarity.
Savvy
From the darkness of night
Emerges the light of dawn.
From the brink of despair
Rises a ray of hope.
When all feels lost in a maze
A way out appears somehow
When doubts creeps in the cracks
Trust opens the heart in faith
When you realise how much can be at stake
You value the gift of another day.
What a difference a day can make…
Savvy
Space.
Space allows.
Space that expands
Space that acknowledges you.
Space that lets you be.
Space that opens up for you
Space that speaks to you in you.
Space that listens as it speaks
Space that evolves you
Space for growth and learning
Space that liberates
Space frees
Space.
I wrote this piece in a flow…
In a space of calm.
I enjoyed writing it as I began playing with space in and around the poem unknowingly at first but then intentionally after the sixth line. As I patterned the flow… I began channeling my thoughts …in 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 , 6, 5, 4, 3,2,1 words.
I hope you enjoy reading it.
Savvy
Meet?
Meet where?
You tell me
Is there a place
That is better than here?
A place that’s inviting called WordPress.
An inclusive space for creative minded souls
So meet we will, right here
In this wordy writing space
Time and time again
You and me
Sharing words
Heartfully…
💙
Savvy
Any fellow writers up for this fun challenge.
Simply write in this
syllable structure…
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-6-5-4-3-2-1
Looking forward to reading it.
Today, I came across a beautiful Japanese word called ‘Komorebi’ that depicts…the beauty of light filtering in through the leaves. And I see this picture, that I had saved, somehow seems to fit right in…
Beauty of impermenance
Every ray of light
In these leaves …
Can never be replicated
To exact moments.
Yet there is stillness
In its fleeting moment
In simple appreciation,
And heartfelt acknowledging
Of the beauty of impermenance.
Savvy
Image credits to the unknown photographer.
April has come and gone
August too has passed on
Changing months
Changing seasons
Although pleasant and cool.
There is a nip in the air
Winter is soon approaching
Just around the bend.
Across the horizon
I look up at the morning sun
Awakening my senses warmly
In the alchemy of apricity.
This poem flows along in my simple joy of using this rarely used word. APRICITY…the warmth of a winters sun.
Hoping for apricity
Of feeling the warm sun
On a cold winters day…
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
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.)
Touch beyond the feelingSense beyond the seeingMove beyond the doingListen beyond the hearingEngage beyond the workingGive beyond the gainingThink beyond the worryingPlay beyond the winningBlend beyond the borderingInvolve beyond the trainingShare beyond the owningWill beyond the tryingHelp beyond the supportingHeal beyond the treatingFlow beyond the envisioningCare beyond the lovingDare beyond the comfortingExplore beyond the limitingReach […]
Infinite possibilities
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