Crossing over
Bridges of time
Beginning to end
Ending to begin again
In body spirit & souls
Infinite forms of expressions
Between betwixt & beyond
Bonding new & old
In part & whole
Tuning into the sounds
Of harmony & rhythm
Inexplicable joys
Of moments in movements
As paths are splayed
Across time to tide over
In every moment
The choice is yours to take.
Savvy
The map in my veins
Lead to those unknown paths
Across the world
To places and spaces
I was meant to go
To connect with those
I was to meet
Its all ordained I can tell
Now as I look back
Each relevant to whole
Emerging & merging
In this story of life
The pen with words I weild now
Yields through as witness
To learnings and experiences
Leaving an imprint
In the footprints of time.
Savvy
Artists have a blessing
It’s in their ability to touch time
Past present or future
With their inspired creations
For art touches time
As much as the intangibles
Evoking nostalgia
Creating an intimate connection
That’s almost felt & sensed
Such is the power of art
An evolved appreciation
Standing the test of time.
Ssvvy
A life can be lived forward
And in every moment, easier
If there is less regret
And more acceptance.
It makes living life worth it .
For if you keep looking back
Revisiting memories
A little too often
You will perhaps also sense
The number of times
You didn’t do what you wanted
Saying maybe another day.
Reality is in realizing
This moment now…
Holds all you choose
To make of it.
It’s all embedded in it
Embody it in present
Live not in fear and worry
Seek comfort in past if you wish
But don’t dwell in it too long
Let the past be ,
For even if you want
You cannot hold the hands
Of times gone by ..
Time ticks on
So move with time.
Acknowledge it & regret less.
Savvy
Where time ticks onwards too fast
In a rushing world
With no time to stand and stare
The beauty is in the ordinary…
In simple sharing,
Of a space,
Of a meal ,
Of being with one another
Valuing time spent joyfully
With family & friends
That makes the day magical.
Savvy
Trees store secrets
Echoing in the echelons
In their barks and trunks
In the leaves and stems
In them is a wealth of wisdom
Of times gone by
To discover for the future…
Nurture nature
Save trees.
Savvy
Here is an interesting link.
A story translation of a foward I received …
The Desert
A man was walking through a desert under the scorching sun. The intense heat and thirst parched his throat, and no matter how much he searched, he couldn’t find water. The water he had brought with him had run out, leaving his tongue dry. Desperately, he wandered around, hoping to find water somewhere.
In the distance, he saw a hand pump and thought he could drink water there. He rushed toward it, only to find no trace of water around the pump. Near the hand pump, he found a bottle of water. As he reached out to take it, he noticed a signboard nearby.
The board read:
“You can drink the water in this bottle, but if you pour it into this pump and start pumping, a spring will flow from within. You will have more than enough water to quench your thirst.”
Confused and hesitant, he stood there, unsure of what to do. Gathering his courage, he poured the water from the bottle into the pump and began pumping. On the first attempt, nothing happened. Nor on the second. But on the fifth attempt, water gushed out! Overjoyed, he drank the water to his heart’s content and filled all the bottles he had brought with him.
Before leaving, he refilled the same bottle, placed it back near the pump, and wrote on the board:
“This is true! I experienced it myself.”
Life is like this desert. There are pumps and bottles placed along our journey. Those who drink only from the bottle and move on miss the joy of the spring. But those who dare to pour the water into the pump experience the bliss of abundance and fulfillment
A throwback…
I have fond memories of black and white photographs taken by my dad in his old box camera. The three pictures that I can quickly recollect are a representation of my world back in the era of black and white. Be it watching the swaying coconut trees and the shimmering water on moonlit nights, or the artistry of those antique time pieces collected by my grandfather and of course those lively evenings in my childhood years, where the old gramophone would play so invitingly that we would all be waltzing and jiving away to evergreen hits. Yes nostalgia filled me in those verses, but with happy memories.
Black and white photography
An art form for a connoisseur
Aesthetics of understanding
Of the clarity of line
That plays hide and seek
So much resemblance
To the wisdom of time.
In seeking is the blending
Of reflections dissolving
Ever so hard to pin down
Faded visions blurred memories
Reminding of colour through our senses
Perspectives differ in the past recalled
Comparisons translucent in the semi presence.
An important feature
Are the shades of grey
Areas masked and marked,
Blurring to focus
Uncaliberated and undeliberated
Between the lines
Adding enigma
Surreal feelings
A take back in time
Of notions in nostalgia.
Savvy
Glimmers of light
Sparking through thoughts
Colours of hope
Emerging through the words
Balancing the energy
Within and around
Connecting in communion
Between and betwixt
Infinite is the potential of light
That shines inside outside
Savvy
Do read Inside Outside part 1
Today I thank in gratitude
The power of the mind
The heart and the spirit
Our body is blessed
With many gifts of the soul
Which we are yet discovering
The strength of intentions
The power of intuition
Of conscious awareness
In practice of mindfulness
Of possibilities in our potential
In the movements of stillness
In the stillness of moves
In the silence of meditation
All, in this journey within
Betwixt inside outside & beyond…
Savvy
How different is the view
From every angle in sight?
What makes it so stark in contrast
And so varied in interpretation?
How the colours of life change?
How easy it is to believe,
What you see as the truth,
That nothing else could be reality?
What you see from the mountain
Is different from the plain.
The eyes are the same.
But the perception is different.
Savvy
A scent that calls in a deeper breath…while savoring the sensation…
‘Petrichor’ is one of the fragrances that is earthy yet divine to me . There is something grounding and yet ethereal in its ephemeral smell. Taking me to places and spaces I cannot fathom, yet moves me.Evoking emotions in the memories and invoking pleasant feelings of playing in the fields following the first rain. I am also reminded of green woody forests,with tall trees, where the air is pristine and pure.
I sense the freshness of first rain on earth in its smell enveloping me. Just a whiff and it transports me to many realms of my own being, as it invigourates me.
I can never stop appreciating it… and can never have enough of it.
Do you like the fresh fragrance of first rain on dry earth?
What emotions are evoked in you?
Do share your thoughts…
Savvy Raj
What’s the first thing that comes to mind?
Is it the nature of the land?
Do you sense the sandstorm?
Do you see the vivid colours of the womens clothes juxtaposed against the barren land?
Do you see them huddle together taking refuge with no where to go?
This picture evokes emotions.
The wind, the women
Heads to toe covered
Yet braving the sun barefoot
The sand across the land
The parched dry pots.
What else do you see?
©Savvy Raj
I received this intriguing photograph as Social Media forward.
Image Credits to the Unknown Photographer.
I wrote this poem back in time after an unexpected opportunity to travel set me off across exploring unforgettable places and spaces on my own.
Yesterday as I was conversing with one of my earlier dance student and friend now, he somehow reminded me of this poem again , as he has been traveling the length and breadth of India on a bike, covering over 80% of India.
While I wait to see his photo shares and hear more from him about his experience in the journey.
Thought of sharing my verses again.
Travel On
If you are given an opportunity to take a journey
Take it, for you meet many versions of you.
Along the road.
Some you cherish, some cherish you.
Some that change you and some that you change.
Fear not the travel or the traveling…
For one thing is certain
You come away enriched and wiser in every journey.
Travel to liberate yourself
From self assumed notions
To see the light on the other side
There is much to unlearn and unbox
As you travel yield in to the insights
Travel every once in a while if opportunity arises,
Take the chance,
You are richer in your explorations much as your experiences.
Travel on …
©Savvy Raj
Imagining peace
Soothing the spirit
Calming the senses
A river of joy flows through
In the sweet sounds of music
Memories of many melodious moments
Fleeting by in the harmony of the flow…
Savvy
Savvy Raj 
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