Yesterday the flower was in full bloom
Filling the senses with unabashed beauty
Today it gently wraps unto itself
Knowing it’s deed is done
Letting itself recede into the background
Retreating as a way for another to bloom.
There are moments in the sun
For one and all
Such is the circle of life
How gracefully the flower accepts
The truth of life and living.
Every flower leaves a lesson behind
As it disappears into the sunset…
You are born to bloom
Life life lovingly!
A writers soul is found dancing in the letters as he writes.
A painters soul is found between the colours in the canvas
The potters soul is in his fingers shaping the clay passionately.
The singers soul is in the sounds created by the voice.
The dancers soul is flowing through in every movement made.
The Soul is a restless wanderer
It breathes free not in captivity,
But in every movement of creation.
It cannot be fathomed or even sensed
Other than in the light of passion in the being.
For then the soul shines in its own light
For it has found its purpose of being.
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
Beautiful flower
Tell me your secret
How unassuming of you
To show up with so much beauty
All for a single day in the sun?
Beautiful flower
You paint a lovely picture
Of hope and positivity
Of endearing tenderness
That speaks much without a word.
Beautiful flower
Your colour makes my day better
Having seen you blossom in full glory.
You awaken a sense of purpose
In one and all relentlessly every day.
Beautiful flower
Your sight brings joy
Your touch gentleness
Your being fragrance
You are a sight to behold!
Beautiful flower
My heartfelt gratitude to you.
For bestowing us all, your grace of being.
Today and every day!
Savvy
A few pictures that I clicked this morning in my terrace garden. I don’t know the names of these beauties but I do know they made me reflect with a certain gladness, simply partaking in a vision of their tender presence.
In the vastness of the dark
A single candle makes a difference
It illuminates and creates interest
It draws attention and focus
For it casts a riveting spell
It attracts life towards it
For it is light of Life itself.
Light and dark
Fill the void
With their own potential
There is much that is yet dark
Yet even a glimmer of light
Sends out a message there is hope
The purpose of light
Is to shine on its path
In spite of the darkness
The essence of light
Is never hidden too long
Although the light
May cross paths with darkness
The nature of light
Is to shine on…
No matter the darkness
For it cannot remain
Too long in the pocket
Suppressed or subdued.
It shares from wherever it can
In every direction and distance
And when it stir up on some reflections
And has pushed those shadows behind
It knows it has fulfilled its presence
Light is all encompassing
All allowing and fearless
Lighting paths of darkness
In clarity and understanding
In the utter dark of the night
Its presence needs a little wait
In both patience and perseverance
To envision the mighty rays
The dawn of its true potential
In Lighting the hearts
Aflame in purpose
In beauty of the envisioning…
The potential of possibilities
Light of Life
You are on your own
From the moment you birth
And you are enough for you
Savvy
This poem is a reflection of my thoughts after reading my good friend Anne Copeland’s verses on Lady of Light.
https://wp.me/paaMAw-2A .And while you are there you should also check out her very interesting blog All In a Days Breath.
