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.
Conscious compassionate thoughts within become embedded in the core structure of the being, and what is powered from a strong core radiates outwards with the magnitude of faith and strength.”
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,
Growing on an uncharted path, All by yourself Blossoming from inner faith A strength of belief Rises you up from within That you project to the world Sharing hope and happiness So, like the delicate flowers So full of perseverance Arising from bud to bloom Dancing with the wind Come rain or sun… You share as […]
So, true transformation too is not a one off act in the edge of things or only where you are pushed to the extremes. True change for the better lives in the middle of consistent moments of effort coupled with awareness.
Was reading an article today on how education today has become more and more transactional…and how it robs the learner of the critical thinking.
I share my musings…
When education is not a buisness
When learning is not about grades
When teaching is a passion than profession.
Where doubts, perspectives are welcomed
And not sidelined or ridiculed
When questions are not means to an end
Curiosity and wonder will find its purpose…
That I am fond of writing is nothing new after all these years of blogging and writing but as a child, I remember clearly when I was asked by a school teacher to read a famous poem and share its meaning in class I dared to share a new interpretation to it…that resonated with me.
The teacher then, was not open to a change of perspective… nor ready for a deep dive on why I saw it differently. She simply wanted to finish her work without deviation. I remember sitting down that day, without feedback.
But it didn’t stop me from wonder and writing…in fact I continued to write free verses in time till date.
I write this all, for I have shifted many schools in my childhood… as my father served in the Armed forces. I have seen upclose the good, bad and ugly side of schooling.
And the plus side is, it certainly has shaped me to be, adaptable and resilient as a person in time.
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