Patience in waiting is a virtue
Timing holds the key
For life cannot be rushed
Nor lived in haste.
Flowing along in harmony
Makes all the difference
In knowing life is endless
Dimensions in the making
In understanding and amalgamating
The lessons that are in the living.
In the resting between regeneration.
In the crossing over beyond in fulfillment
All one needs is to live life lovingly!
Savvy
Discernment is a spiritual gift
As humanity stands perplexed
At times in the paradoxes of life
Confounded by challenges.
In the throes of confusion.
An ability to figure things out.
A clarity of purpose and reason.
An act of perception of the obscure.
An ability to be insighted and comprehend.
A sifting through to make sense of it all
Acknowledging the spirit of the soul
Meeting through both the head and the heart.
Discernment is a wonderful tool
In intervention than in criticism.
For the gift is an ability to distinguish
The truth, in the facades that may appear.
In understanding the real and unreal
The truths and the untruths
And everything in between.
When seen with dispassionate eyes
Beyond the mirrored existence
Shifting perspectives in the making.
Yet knowing simply all as parts of the same source.
Savvy
Like a pen striking words on a paper
The first draft there is much to write
But in the second there is discipline
As words are omitted to drive the point.
In the ensuing edits
There is order and structure
Helping matter get the message
In the conveyance of the creativity.
Like in art so in life
The dance goes on
Sometimes making a point
At times lost in translations.
The mood and setting may change
The course of improvisations
Sometimes blatantly
At times in all subtlety.
In depths of consciousness awareness
Arrive valuable insights
On spacing or styling
On perfecting the portraying
On emotions conveyed
On composition and construction
On overall content
Until the points are perfected
To express openly
Relentless as is our thoughts
Such is way of the words
Our imagination is infinite
All pervasive and expansive
And in all that’s said and done
There is much left unsaid
And yet while the words flow on
The dance goes on…
Many deep-rooted issues that we choose to bury within manifest themselves in time as diseases of the mind and body.
We are better off in the sharing…
When things are too tough to handle
There is no point in holding it all.
The remedy is never in suppression.
But our world is happier wearing masks
In its facades the truth submerges
Only to rise like a Phoenix
Unexpectedly at the most inopportune of times.
Time to accept our vulnerabilities,
And find the strength from it.
Commend a share from the heart.
Support and appreciate their efforts.
Build a sense of community to help
For the truth is we are all in it together.
The healing is in the sharing In the very ability to share The first step of healing begins For often in brushing under the carpet The debris gets collected in time And manifests grief in unexpected ways… In the very vulnerability of life Is the strength of living.
Kudos to ‘Brave-hearts’ for sharing their stories. For it can inspire hope to someone somewhere… Who needs to know, all is well in life and living And hope is here to stay!
Where is your sense of being?
Your space to make sense of life!
Are you acquainted well and in tune with your habitat?
How well do you know of who you are?
Can you fathom the potential possibilities
Of your ubiquitous and unique life?
Between the known and unknown
Of the simple to the complex
Emerge new patterns in the making
From the reigning confusion in the chaos.
Creating in the exploring
Illusory dimensions in reflections
What is logical and yet elusive
The ambiguity of certainty!
And yet …
Our sense of being, while creating new patterns of thoughts is deeply rooted in nature, and in nurture, which gives it a sense of direction in spite of the chaos and confusion.
A superimposition
Of the colours of life
A definition of density
A notion of authority
Of fear and formality
Deemed to be elegant
And ultimate sophistication
Yet powerful and reserved
Sometimes it denotes danger
It is an absence of colour
Yet gives depth to all colours.
Black is known to hide the obvious
An achromatic colour without hues
Known to absorb than let go.
Its deep dark and mysterious
Can be restrictive and restraining.
Often not just worn for style
It protects from interference. Perhaps it helps to retreat behind black
When facing a tough time in life
Life a personal crisis or illness.
It then becomes an anchor
In support that gives time
To heal as it protects with its opaqueness
And helps bridge through
The deepest insecurities.
Stark truth reveals
The darkest of dark
Unseen matters of energy
Exists in understanding
The yet unknown.
For every presence
Has a reason to be.
In the flow of life
Darkness and light
Play their valuable parts
As black and white.
Savvy
There is an intriguing and enigmatic aspect in black. Is it because of its intensity to capture attention? Or is it because it has the ability to bring forth and define anything and make a statement. The above thoughts are an ode to all the shades of life in the making.
In this two-part series, I explore Black and White consecutively and its strength in interconnectedness…What are your perspectives? Do feel free to share.
Savvy Raj 
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