Savvy Raj

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Flow…

Sharing one from my series of Circular Artworks painting today and a very powerful poem by Rumi.

I feel somehow it connects with this poem…

Flow : Textured Artwork by Savvy Raj

“There is a community of the spirit.
Join it, and feel the delight
of walking in the noisy street
and being the noise.

Drink all your passion and be a disgrace.
Close both eyes to see with the other eye.
Open your hands if you want to be held.

Consider what you have been doing.
Why do you stay
with such a mean-spirited and dangerous partner?

For the security of having food. Admit it.
Here is a better arrangement.
Give up this life, and get a hundred new lives.

Sit down in this circle.

Quit acting like a wolf,
and feel the shepherd’s love filling you.

At night, your beloved wanders.
Do not take painkillers.

Tonight, no consolations.
And do not eat.

Close your mouth against food.
Taste the lover’s mouth in yours.

You moan, But she left me. He left me.
Twenty more will come.

Be empty of worrying.
Think of who created thought.

Why do you stay in prison
when the door is so wide open?

Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking.
Live in silence.

Flow down and down
in always widening rings of being.”
– Rumi


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Free to be?

Every continent has become an island in itself,
Every country has become a fort in itself,
Every state has become a prison in itself,
Every city has become a jail in itself,
Every family live in confinement ,
Every member is confined to their solitary cell.

Afraid to travel, afraid to meet,
Afraid to hug ,all in their own cell.

Nature endowed us with power to protect.
Our selfish greed ,ego and pride
put us in this unfathomable pit.
What we have done to ourselves.
In the name of research n development
We have ended up in our own hell.

Never cross boundaries with Nature
None can stand its powerful nature.
The lessons learnt are never to forget.
All long for the bygone past
wandering freely in spaces vast,
Celebrating occasions
mingling with relations.

Humble down to Cosmic rules
Simple joys will surface in our pools .

Musings by my mother Anjana