The sun and moon
We see from afar
Have much to do with us
Influencing our way of life
Our nature and deeds
Our dreams and destiny
Even the stars in the sky
In that moment we were born.
Time is a circle
And its truly wonderful to know
It’s all deeply connected.
Savvy
Crossed the midstream
The shore is a swim away
The body takes its toll
Yet the spirit is willing
To ride through
And grace the shore.
On touching ground
The horizon beckons
Over the hills and dales
In the sands of time.
Trust your life
To unfold the way…
When you feel you are done
Life has just begun.
Savvy
P.S
I share my prompted artwork with Ai, here again, as I feel it somehow comes together and somehow makes perfect sense with the verses.
Serendipitous dawn
Across emerald waters
Spiraling sun shines
Balancing my breath
On soft sandy shores
Ocean mist fills my senses.
P.S :
The Vision & verse…
A bit on writing this poem.
I choose an open structure with just a light punctuation such that the lines flow into one another and can be interpreted creatively. I recognize it is a natural way for me to write.
I remembered a day where simply walking on such a peaceful eastern shore, I felt the shifting energy bring balance in my being. There was just me the sky and the ocean, today I have tried to envision that lived moment, that presence I felt in the white sands and whiffs of ocean mist in just these six lines of verse.
Savvy
(The Ai photo image is simply my prompted visual representation of a lived moment.)
Roads of Goa
Don’t know you
How you live and breathe
In these nondescript pathway.
Yet here you are
Vividly present
Colouring the blue sky
With blossoms of contrasts.
Mature trunk and verdant leaves
You strike a pose
You hold a stance
In your unique way.
I see you dear tree
Grateful for your being
For you nurtured many lives
Seen many a solar cycles.
I bless you with all my heart
For healing this world…
For the world may be
You are just another tree
For me you live vibrantly
Evergreen in my memories.
A sight to behold
A vision to thank
In recognition and gratitude
For your impactful presence🙏
A trip down memory lane.
An unexpected yet beautiful burst of colour contrasting the bright blue sky prompted me to click a photo in a split second, enroute a road trip to Goa a few years ago…
P.S.
Sharing some amazing facts about the positive ecological impacts from one fully mature tree, that I came across.
Key Environmental & Ecological Impacts
That I am fond of trees is nothing new… I have written many verses on trees before as well, yet in here I share a message close to my heart…
Nurture nature Nurture trees.
You are doing an important service to help support self sustaining powerhouse of oxygen to our planet.
Savvy Raj
🌳 🙏 🌳
If you could turn the key to a door that opens up to a place somewhere right now…
Where does your imagination take you?
Near mountains
Near water sources
Green spaces
Or spiritual spaces
Or somewhere where your heart is calling out?
What is your favourite kind of place?
Or is your desire to stay
Wherever you are,
Stronger than anything else?
Sometimes in the middle of movements there is a desire for stillness
In the middle of hectic days…
For the quietness of calm.
And sometimes amidst silence
There is much going on…
The mind is steering the wheel
Both movement and stillness
Are part of the journey.
And the desire to drive on
Explore discover the world
And what it has to offer
Is something that happens
To evolve every life.
Savvy
Birthing a new world
Giving shape to imagination
Seeding trees of possibilities
Bearing fruits in the passion
Creating energy in the synergy
Making the words come alive
Writing is literally magic…
Savvy
How far have we come
From the many versions of ourselves
In this river of time
Where like water, that flows onwards
Time can never be visited backwards…
Only in memories
Held within the hearts & minds
Reminding us of the paths traveled in time.
Life continues to evolve in every now.
As life flows on …
Colouring itself
Along the way.
I share this above digital artwork here from back in time…when AI prompting and image creation was very nascent.
Savvy
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
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