We are given the gift of life
In this gift are many gifts
That are necessary to thrive as humans.
Though we may not think much of them.
Each gift is interlinked to the other
We are meant to sense at different times
We are meant to share with one another
Our gifts are meant to refine our beings.
One such gift is an ability for compassion
Without it we cease to be humane
Deeply intertwined with loving kindness
A share of compassion can lift our spirits.
How beautiful a world we would be
When each life lives with compassion
For the world beyond around and within
Knowing the preciousness of life itself.
The beauty of compassion
Is in its flow
Emnating from the depth of ones soul
Reaching out in a boundless bond
Caring sharing
Helping healing
Sensing feeling
Loving and living
Compassion connects and how!
Extend a helping hand and bring the Gift of Compassion in life and living.
This Now’ is a just a flicker
In the vast endless space.
A fleeting moment,
That travels backwards in Time.
Never to return on its one-way path.
Never blink your eyes, lest you miss
The beauty of the Moment.
Some moments well captured in this time frame.
Stays afresh like the etching on a rock.
A single moment, so potent
To change the course of your life.
A bliss or curse depends on the Awakening Awareness of its Transcience.
Seek an understanding mind
Make no effort to stagnate,
As flowing is its innate Nature.
Senses wandering free
Unmindful of the other
Thoughts floating like clouds
Unconnected actions of body n mind
Aimless moments, effortless wastage
Unaware of the flow of Time.
Like sand seeping through the fingers
‘This Now’ dissolving in the past,
Creating a formless future, at what cost?
Potent moments become futile.
Detachment is different from disconnection.
Awareness is not aligned to alienation.
Make an effort to be consciously present
Not to miss a moment of breath,
‘Be in the Now’ to witness the magic of Life.
Anjana
Sharing my mothers reflections here on the value of the moments. She wrote this after reflecting on my earlier poem
Often as artists there is much at stake ingrained individually.
But to move beyond these narrow means is an awakening to the arising and ever expanding horion of truth in its infinite potential. And that is what gives the shape of things to come.
To see beauty in creation is to know its strength and weaknesses as they are …
knowing it is the divine creators touch that makes it unique even in its very falliability.
No matter then, the elements the energy chooses to express with… for in the very enterprise of creation is a divine transcendence.
To my loving child.
The Bond
Who says the umbilical card is severed.
Never, it can be so.
The bond of blood,
Sculpting every day
With ur flesh and blood.
Never a moment
In those nine months
Was careless or thoughtless
Of the growing life inside.
The miracle of life energies
To continue its cycle on earth Seeps in every cell in its own synergy
A bond that lasts a lifetime.
Age, time and distance doesn’t matter,
A child will ever be a child in the eyes of a Mother,
A continuation of her life
A source of her joy for ever.
A child’s misery bleeds her heart
All the foibles are erased without effort
How nice this world would be
If all have a mother’s outlook towards others.
Putting her child first comes natural, not by intention,
The only love that expects nothing in return.
Everything else becomes a shadow
When the child comes in a Mother’s vision.
A mother is a messenger of God
Not confined to humans alone
Look around to see this motherhood
In all the Species of Nature around.
Selfless and pure ,unconditional love
Caring and sharing comes untold.
The bond is in the senses and soul
Who says this cord is severed at birth.
Anjana
I am touched by the above verses that my mother has penned. I share this here with all my heart and soul, knowing every mother andchildout there will relate to this beautiful poem from the heart of my dear mother Anjana.
A Face is a canvas
For emotion to play upon
Providing and hiding the clues
To what is in the heart and mind.
A face creates the first impression
At times face can decide and seal the deal
Sometimes a face can charm you
And hold you in its sway.
Faces conjure an imaginary perspective
Of the nature of the entire person
Faces can at times convey
There is more than what meets the eye.
Some faces are arresting
No not just because of their beauty
But because there is an angle
To the structure so intriguing
Deep set eyes, an upturned mouth
Jovial smile , creases & laugh lines
Or a tense brow and wrinkled temple
Sqauare jawline or dimpled cheeks.
The list is endless like creation itself
But do know, there is always a story
Behind every face that we see
And that’s what makes it interesting.
Every face is unique by its own right
Faces can mask a million emotions
In a facade of appearances
But the body never lies, its movements gives it all away.
Lookout for all the subtle signs
A twitch here and a gaze there
A wide smile that never reaches the eyes
Or a vacant stare out in the yonder…
All said and done
There is much that intrigues in a face
For it takes you to that special place
In reflections of the truth in the illusions .
Every little step
Makes a difference
For in every little move
Is a power that can change the world.
Keep tiny steps if you must
But remember every step in time
Takes you closer to your intentions
Make sure to envision the best
And march forward
In the direction of your dreams
Step up!
Savvy
A young writer friend from Africa had shared that she took a tiny leap of faith today in her own little way by sharing first video about her life.
Reading about it inspired me to write a message of hope and positivity to her. For her so called little step, truly will make a big difference to someone somewhere to take a step ahead in faith.
Success is a result of every bit of earnest endeavour in time.
Let infinite abundance of appreciation fill your heart.
Intend for the best.
Reflect on the good.
Think positively.
Be filled with the grace of hope!
Positive reflections can alter the course of our lives while turning around life experiences. It is often how we see things that makes a big difference.
When the moments in life are so sweet that the little voice in your head says, “It can’t last” just care enough to tell yourself: “Maybe it’s about to get better.”
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