You have danced a countless steps to the tunes of life,
You have chosen to see beyond the strife.
Dare a new morning dear one …
Move on, as the past is over and done.
Watch the sky as a sign from above
How relentlessly and hopefully it brings forth the now.
How it regales us with a myriad hues,
What a divine brush painting those magical views.
Take cues from it as it carries on …
Constantly changing in every moment.
Across the horizon rests a whole new world.
Awaiting your arrival with joy to behold.
It seeks nothing from you, neither your past glories
Nor bothers about your many untold stories.
It asks you to simply move on from any past torment
As you step into this new moment.
Sail on dear one, with a heart filled with wonder
A new shore awaits, just across the yonder !
This is one of my photo inspired poem, the picture above denotes the let go as you move on, for to cling to the past scenarios simply delays the visibility of the the new views in the offing … Trust all that you are and sail on! ‘
Sharing my swirl artwork called Vorticity. This I created with my some of favourite colors to suit the mood of the day!
Vorticity
In the core is the dynamics of the flow , Sense the spiralling fluidity Of the momentum moving along in circles In the whirling is the dance of energy.
This one is for all my fellow writers & artists. For I believe… The ability to express or create art is a gift. A Gift of Grace. To respect the gift of creativity… is to express gratitude and use it in empowering ways. To be able to express and convey is to be able to let go without doubts of disbelief. To be ready and willing to share helps boost and spread the sense of self confidence and self worth…
Take time to appreciate the grace of your gift, as you make a difference in your own unique way!
A Sufi Tale: A merchant from Baghdad entered a Sufi’s shop, which had essence jars on the shelves. Marveling at the beauty of the place, he asked, “Sir, what is sold here?” The Sufi replied, “The gifts of God”.
The merchant was surprised with the answer, & asked, “And how much do they cost?” “Nothing, here all is for free”, said the Sufi, observing carefully, that the traveller could see the labels: “Jugs of Love”; “Jars of Faith”; “Packages of Hope”.
The merchant said, “A big jug of love, all the packages of hope & three jars of faith for me, my friends & my family”.
The Sufi carefully prepared the order & handed him a small box. Surprised, the merchant exclaimed, “But, but…. how can everything I have asked for, be in this tiny box?”
Smiling, the Sufi replied, “In God’s store, we do not sell fruits, only seeds. You have to sow them. 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽
When what you say And what you do Are congruent The effect of your words & deeds Radiates all around you in resonance.
It’s no wonder then that In a world that seems so dissonant Words and deeds need to synch. In harmony of such synchrony Faith and trust meet belief And that’s what makes all the difference.
Whenever I come across a heart touching action, or a prose ,a poem or quote I will be sharing it here in this series…
Some people make the world a better place by their thoughts words and deeds...
When the sport turns to a dance…
When the feet move in a rhythm
All its own, in uniqueness
Artistry is acknowledged.
An Inspiring life
Friends See, Brazil’s under 17 footbal coach Amadeu Carlos who is “just” 76 years old. This is called Brazilian football magic… He proves “Age is just number.” Amazing skill, energy and stamina.
This above information is social media forward, yet when decided, I wanted to learn more about him. I found that his age is misconstrued.Yet whatever the age, age is just a number, his skill is clear to see and that’s what is beautiful to see.
Here is a (wiki ) snapshot of his life and living.
Carlos Amadeu Nascimento Lemos was a Brazilian footballer and manager who played as a left back. He represented Bahia as a player before injury curtailed his career. He went on to have a managerial career which spanned almost thirty years.
This is how he sums up his country and its relationship with their favorite sport….“In Brazil when a child is born, the first gift for him is a ball. Our relationship with football is huge. We are a footballing nation and we like that”
I turn to self reflection and solitude walking in contemplative introspection, when I need to rebalance and align myself , as in doing so I am able to understand and reconsider how difficult it has been, given the circumstances and I comfort myself by acknowledging that I have done my best.
I am grateful for this ability to write and paint my heart away, and express myself through arts, just as much as being kinder and compassionate with myself. For in every such moment, I am learning to be a better me.
I also find great solace in meditative movements and soulful dancing that help me bounce back to normalcy.
Night is a time of regeneration In acknowledgement of a pause Of the need for rest and recovery As the day blesses us with a night Own the time to sense the rejuvenation Slip into bliss of sleep, In the oblivion of darkness That slowly descends on us all Just be , knowing the night gives in to dawn In a few hours more… Be wise to unwind and unshackle. Touch base with your soulspace Refresh your entire being To look forward and greet dawn again in hope
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