Gentleness is not a weakness.
Infact it requires much mustering of strength.
The one who has seen pain enough
Has two paths before him laid
One of revenge and hate for that which he endured
Or a path of understanding that gentleness is the way
Through winds of misfortune and misgivings
The path of the heart leads to awakenings in awareness.
Of feeling the suffering in empathy for fellow beings.
What we endure today may have been endured by someone before
So why not create a path of compassion
Knowing change begins with you.
A Face is a canvas
For emotion to play upon
Providing and hiding the clues
To what is in the heart and mind.
A face creates the first impression
At times face can decide and seal the deal
Sometimes a face can charm you
And hold you in its sway.
Faces conjure an imaginary perspective
Of the nature of the entire person
Faces can at times convey
There is more than what meets the eye.
Some faces are arresting
No not just because of their beauty
But because there is an angle
To the structure so intriguing
Deep set eyes, an upturned mouth
Jovial smile , creases & laugh lines
Or a tense brow and wrinkled temple
Sqauare jawline or dimpled cheeks.
The list is endless like creation itself
But do know, there is always a story
Behind every face that we see
And that’s what makes it interesting.
Every face is unique by its own right
Faces can mask a million emotions
In a facade of appearances
But the body never lies, its movements gives it all away.
Lookout for all the subtle signs
A twitch here and a gaze there
A wide smile that never reaches the eyes
Or a vacant stare out in the yonder…
All said and done
There is much that intrigues in a face
For it takes you to that special place
In reflections of the truth in the illusions .
Positive reflections can alter the course of our lives while turning around the life experiences. It is often how we see things that makes a big difference.
When the moments in life are so sweet that… the little voice in your head says …’it cant last ‘…
Just care enough to tell yourself, ‘Maybe its about to get better….💖😊💖
Change, the one that never changes
Is Nature’s way of continuing the Eternal cycle of life and death.
The Infinite Cosmic Energy, being the Eternal Centre
Changes keep on happening
In every atom, molecule, particle, and cell.
Thus widening the horizon,
From Invisible subtle to Visible gross.
Creation and destruction, a part of this change,
The various cycles of Life and seasons
Changing monotony to a variety
In mind and matter.
Colours and moods transient, every moment.
Wondering in awe to the moment next.
Dwell not in the past,
Fret not the Future,
Never to lose the Magic of the Present.
Each moment a new me is born.
Be present to cherish the Present.
Be aware n awake to witness
The blossom of bud to fragrant flower.
Anjana
‘Your poems become my muse’. 😊.
This is what I received from my mother this morning after she read my yesterday’s post ‘ Glimmers of hope’.
‘Thank you, mom, for writing your reflections. It truly means much to me.’
Have simply added some pictures to go along with her words.
Savvy
Weathered and worn
I lie here today
In this moment
That you look at me
I know so many thoughts
May pass your way
Memories that only can fathom
Of a time passed long by
You and I
Have lived through
Those days protecting
Your dear child
Through rough weather
Your mother’s affection
I can sense till today
As you would lovingly
Clothe your precious baby
With me
I know we are privy
To those special times
When you child lived in me
Played and fed with me on
How many times
You would carefully wash dry
And iron me out
And keep me clean and warm
All ready for your baby to wear
Your baby may never know me
But you and I
We have a special bond
A recall of those memorable times
That we shared
Until one fine day
She outgrew me.
Today you found me
As you left me
Deep in the closet
Among the old and discarded
But am I glad to be caressed with love
And photographed with joy
And reminisced about…
For in this moment
Your little gesture
Touches my being
For I feel I have served my purpose well
Thank you as well
For choosing me
And caring to keep me with you
All these years and maybe more!!!
With love
❤An old baby dress ❤
Found my daughter’s old baby dress and I was suddenly transported back in time…
Today my daughter is indeed all grown up. I took a picture of this little dress and shared it with my daughter who studies in a land far away…
The nurturing years of her childhood flashed by and I sat down to pen my reflections…
