Every living being,
And every part of our beautiful world
Has survived through time
Overcoming many obstacles
For some it is nature at its worst.
Storms and calamities
Hurricanes and floods…
For others it may be personal
And professional…
The human grit is plain to see
For we are part of nature
Persevering to preserve
Aspiring to evolve.
Remarkable is the spirit in resilience
It finds the wisdom in the challenges
To not just survive but thrive
My salute…
To the human spirit.
Savvy
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.
Shadows speak much
Silhouettes cast
Shading surfaces…
Shadows are not all dark
Sometimes they seem grey
Sometimes blue on snow
Soaked in skies of clear blue .
Shadows are not all tall
Shadows falling at noon
Shrinking into themselves
Seeming almost nonexistent.
Shadows not only keep time
Shadows change with clock.
Shadows are a step behind
Seen on opposing ends.
Speaking of art
Shadows and artists
Seem interconnected.
For an artist knows
To play with shadows
To light something up.
Creating contrasts
And dramatic depth.
Speaking of depth
Shadows hide within us
Sensing and keeping scores
Symbolic of the yet unseen
Still emerging in actions
Still evident even if unsaid.
Still granting form to light
Staying united at source.
Shafts of light may be seen
Shadows muted self
Subtly beautiful shadows…
Shadows can be beautiful
Sharp or blurry visions
Sharing wisdom from within
Shadows are not superior
Shadows are not inferior
Simply united at source
Shadows are part of us.
This piece of contemplation is inspired writing after a mention from my friend@Roshnii and her thoughtful tagging.
Savvy
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.)
Look up
The same sky that brought the storm
Brings forth the sunshine
What more proof do you need,
To trust that it will soon change?
Whatever it is,
Better times are around the bend.
Savvy
What’s different about you, after the storm ?
Are you hardened and toughened by it ?
Or are you more humane, compassionate and gentler as a human after the storm ?
It all depends on you
And how you choose to perceive it.
Perhaps the storm teaches you to steel the self
And create a self preservation shield from such experiences.
On the other hand it could make you more alive to life and the preciousness of now.
As you choose to live and love the life you have left than simply exist in the moments. ✨️
#Life Life Lovingly ❤️
This post actually was inspired by a comment from my dear friend on WordPress over the years and most of all, a truly empowered and brilliant author Maggie Watson.
Her comment made me stop and think of how much even a mention of the word,’ Storm’ can conjure up. And how much those who have survived it may be feeling … each of these bravehearts may have a different tale to tell.
Yet the truth is their heart beats to the preciousness of this now.
Savvy
Over the years
Living life teaches much.
Every person in your life
has an unique role to play.
Sometimes they are necessary for you
at times, you are necessary for them.
Life happens along the way,
leaving lessons fine.
Your emotional equation matters more than you think.
Choose to spend time with those who lift you up.
Those who bring cheer and smile to your face.
Choose your circle, its your right.
Choose wisely and you can be where you want to be…
You have one life.
Choose well…
Savvy
Right here
In the middle
Lives transformation.
Change starts
In the middle of it all
In the feeling
In the awareness
That something
Is happening.
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.
It could start right now in the middle of it all.
Are you here in this now?
Savvy
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