April has come and gone
August too has passed on
Changing months
Changing seasons
Although pleasant and cool.
There is a nip in the air
Winter is soon approaching
Just around the bend.
Across the horizon
I look up at the morning sun
Awakening my senses warmly
In the alchemy of apricity.
This poem flows along in my simple joy of using this rarely used word. APRICITY…the warmth of a winters sun.
Hoping for apricity
Of feeling the warm sun
On a cold winters day…
Savvy
I wrote this poem below years ago. I had no idea about who Julia Hill was back then. And today I was reminded of my poem, when I came across her story. She is an American Activist who saved Luna the redwood tree by living in it to prevent loggers from cutting off the tree and […]
The lady on the tree
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.)
Touch beyond the feelingSense beyond the seeingMove beyond the doingListen beyond the hearingEngage beyond the workingGive beyond the gainingThink beyond the worryingPlay beyond the winningBlend beyond the borderingInvolve beyond the trainingShare beyond the owningWill beyond the tryingHelp beyond the supportingHeal beyond the treatingFlow beyond the envisioningCare beyond the lovingDare beyond the comfortingExplore beyond the limitingReach […]
Infinite possibilities
Art on black paper
The artist is engrossed
Working relentlessly
Charcoal on black
Revealing the light from the dark
Reversing the fundamentals of art
Shaping the light into form
Contouring the edges
White charcoal lifts and highlights
Speckling with light
Black ones adding depth
Matting the shine
The fluid fingers flowing
Almost dancing on paper
Sweeping strokes
Creating softness of light
In contrast they meet
Sharp staccato moves
Accenting tension and texture.
Arresting the eyes.
This waltz with light on dark
And dark on light
In shades & tones
Applying and erasing
Refining in the rendering
Form merges and emerges…
Savvy
It’s early evening
The sunlight is still filtering in
I sit back, after a walk.
It feels like a balmy dusk
Watching dappled rain drops
Falling on verdant leaves 🍃
Petrichor fills the air
Rising from the earth
Sensing the glimmers of this now.
Serenading my senses, in serendipity…
Savvy
Happened to read a profound quote share of Lao Tzu, from The Tao Teh Ching by my wonderful blogger friend Eddie Two Hawks here https://wp.me/p16fFF-6Ic Here is my contemplation based on the quote Close the doors..Of the chaos of thoughtsOf unnecessary judgementsin the makingClose the doors…Consciously in the noticingIn mindfulness than mindlessness &overthinking.This is the […]
Truth of Meditation
It’s truly a wonderful way to live inside out.
There is a lot in life to be thankful for .
Sending such an intention outward is an unending hope, that life never hardens, the living with all our heart & soul.
Savvy
#smile from the heart
Its presence needs a little wait,
In both patience and perseverance.
To envision the mighty rays
Dawn of its true potential.
In lighting the hearts
Aflame in purpose.
This poem aims to reflect the dawn, by beginning slowly to depict the stillness that precedes the dawn and like an inhale, generate the light building up to dawn and then accelerate to the brilliance of sunshine… hope you enjoy reading it.
🌞 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
Storms rage and ravage
They lay waste the efforts
And destruct many a lives.
Yet they rise, only to fall
When the storm subsides
The world picks up the pieces
Of the then and now…
To build again in hope
That tommorow is another new day.
But storms that pass, often leave imprints;
Of traumas in those testing times
Of fear in the back of the mind.
They appear in dreams
Almost as if it is reality.
They create confusion in the sanest of times
But when the heart knows
That fear is just the mind
Playing its tricks again.
It becomes brave
And continues to beat stronger
And life dances to its beats…
For it has survived the storm.
Rest all is history 💙
Storms have a way of playing with our life even when they have long subsided.
The brewing storm in our thoughts and dreams may seem fearful yet they also bring perspective to empower ourselves.
I write these verses inspired by the reading the title and verses of this poem, this morning. Thank you 🙏 poeticmobility.
And the image here is from my Ai artwork collections, for I somehow feel it belongs here as well.
I leave a question here for you to reflect upon…
Every life has survived its own share of storms
Leaving much wisdom in the learnings behind.
What lesson has your heart learned after the storm?
Savvy Raj
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
An interesting dawn
I woke up earlier than dawn today.
And positioned myself in my favorite space
To watch the glorious dawn
Before I could realise
A bright orange ball
Just popped up over the horizon…
It was as if the sun was in a hurry
To awaken the world & light the day.
As I just began to ease into the brilliance …
I saw the corner of the sun
Disappearing into the blanket of clouds
Looming large, to dull the senses once more…
The light is hidden now
From plain sight.
Do know the sun is up
There may be a lull in the now
But darkness is a passing cloud
Think of it, as moments to pause
In patience for light is on the other side
Awaiting its turn to light up your day.
And yes, before I could pen these words here…
The light of dawn paints the day.
Savvy
Covered in the grime of life
Masked in the mire of living
Seasoned in the sands of time.
Life may seem meaningless,
Submerged in the shadows.
Yet trust time in its flow
As it unearths the Self.
In its own unique way
P.S
This poem flowed in a moment of silent contemplation…
I pose a question to you
Looking back at the layers
Life brought forth in time
Are there more, that are shielding you?
Or are there more that you want to wash away?
And more importantly…
Are you ready to unearth the Self?
I hope in reading these verses, it brings in a sense of pause and trust, wherever you are in your own unique journey of unearthing the self .
Savvy
Twilight expresses the moment of change
In the most gentle of ways.
Change that allows
Change that accepts
Change that acknowledges…
that transition takes time.
It also holds moments of awe and wonder.
Yet change is rarely felt this way…
For change can be the difference
Between the dark and light
Of the night and day.
Humans are hardwired
To fear change in doubt and uncertainty
But change is the only constant.
However… humans are also wired in hope
To trust transitions of change is hopefulness
And hope is here to stay.
Savvy
Savvy Raj 
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