So many stories
Echoing through the eras
Etched in the sands of time.
So many patterns formed in the living
A proof of things that were
And shaped by the situations
In the challenges of life
That was, is and will be.
“The patterns are never random but a part of a history signifying the survival mode.”
Savvy
A Digital Painting by Savvy Raj
In the farthest path without a trail
The soul might find its root of being
The heart and mind will set its sail
And stir the soul into its state of knowing
Beyond the path, that’s homeward bound
The journey is the test of the perseverance of will
To reach the home roots of many lifetimes that the soul has found.
Wise to persevere to reach the place unknown and known
The path is forgotten but will be forged on just fine.
When in faith the seeds have been sown
With a will to reach, crossing the trials beyond yours and mine … 🙂
Savvy Raj
Dance is the innate nature of Creation. Nature is dancing all around us…
Rain is the dance of the clouds
Flowing is the dance of the water
Waves are the dance of the ocean
Melting is the dance of the ice.
Breeze is the dance of the wind.
Swaying is the dance of the trees
Blooming is the dance of the flowers
Sprouting is the dance of the seed.
Flickering flames,the dance of the fire
Murmuring, the dance of the birds
Dunes are the dance of the desert
Twinkling stars are the dance of the sky.
Thoughts are the dance of the mind
Actions are the dance of the body
Atoms are the dance of space
Evolution is the dance of life.
A dancing heart enlivens us to fine-tune with our surroundings , adding joy, self confidence and positivity!
My humble tribute to the dancing spirit of my lovely, lively daughter with a heart filled with the dance of Love. 💃🏻💃🏻💐❤😘😍
Anjana
Few days ago on International Dance day… I received this beautiful poem by my dear mother.
Sharing the few verses above penned by her and her words to me as well.
It truly made my day!🙏
Savvy
I write when I am charged with an idea, an inspiration. Or perhaps when there is nothing else to do.
I write to radiate the positive intentions in hope & gratitude.
A beckoning sight indeed!
The awesomeness of pink delights
A tree, a path, a bench in the sunlight.
Lovely sight with a spark of romance
A breath of freshness, a hint of fragrance
How unassuming is this place
For a bit of peace, a perfect space.
To cherish this view with care
All I need is a moment to spare!
Savvy Raj
What is it about the twilight sun?
Colours blending in the contrasts
Like the day and night waltzing
Ever so gently with each other.
Time makes space in its steps
To sense the surreal
And what to say of scenic hues
Of the sky the sea and the sun.
Of icy white glistening with snow
As the light shimmers with water
Watch the snow melting
Gently in the flaming light…
Golden orange hues of the sun
Casting itself over the sea.
Reflecting through the clouds of gold
Blending the burning brilliance.
In the dance of the dusk and dawn
A visual treat appears for all to see
To witness the ethereal everyday
In those moments in between
Even if it’s just for few fleeting moments …
Twilight hour is the romance of the light!
Savvy
If emotions were tubes of colours
The way we paint every day
The way we live our lives
The way we think and express
Our own experiences in being.
Will be a riot on the canvas.
Envisioning in the seeing…
Flashes of brilliance in bright yellow
Of optimism and cheer
Sporadically surging joy and ecstasy.
Going green in connectedness
Contented lines flowing in trustful acceptance
Or moves markedly hesitant in fear and apprehension.
Arresting artistry of living life in loving kindness
Explosions of reds marking anger
Or in delusions of grandeur in aggression.
In ingenious masterstrokes in fits of rage
Of imagination running wild.
Colour of Purple in projecting pride.
Of passionate perseverance to detail
Or a certain aloofness in respectful reservation.
A sense of ascension and royalty.
Shades of blue in thoughtful flow and serenity
Or organic spaced out zenful zones
Of mindful movements in the making.
Yes there is an emotion in every colour
As colours are but tools of expression
Of the ever changing moods of man
How colorful is the spirit of our soul.
Every colour plays a significant role
Like in the wheel of colours
So are emotions that appear
In the wheel of life.
Each plays it’s part.
All matters to the whole.
Savvy
