Words are mere words
Until we take it upon ourselves
To find its meaning and relevance
Sometimes words leave imprints
Forever embedded in our hearts.
At times they feel shallow
Or, they even feel dense.
Words are mere words
Letters strung together
Picked by choice for expression
They may come through us
May be not necessarily from us.
Perhaps there is a power
That helps the words align
That creates a string of words
That touches the spirit of the soul.
Words find their own way
To arrive at an existence.
But for words to fulfill
Their purpose of creation
They have a journey that unfolds.
Words said or written in goodwill
Need to be sensed, to impact.
They need to be revived
By our heart & mind
In response than reaction
That is when words can help
To make a positive difference.
Else words will stay
Where they are
Unexplored, unknown
Unseen and unread
Unsaid and unwritten
For words are mere words.
Had shared this post on social media back in time called The Gift of Life !
Would like to share this message again , as it has personally been a great excercise in Gratitude and contentment besides empowering positivity…
“When I was a little girl I often have witnessed my dear father see and give great value and acknowledge every little good that is or that happens, however small they may seem to others. It could be a with a gentle word , a tiny appreciation or a little compliment. He taught me one of most important lesson for a lifetime ….to notice, respect and reflect on the good in and around us … and to live positively and think of life always as Plus++++es.
Savvy
Life is beautiful as it is and it is in us to see it so …” Savvy Raj
When I shared this beautiful picture of the Jacaranda Trees on the social media yesterday this post got a lot of responses… and continues to pour in still. Perhaps it touches the chord of connectedness somewhere amidst the roots.
Am highlighting a few learnings along the way for me through this post.
My friend John Rylance mentioned about how much the beautiful work ‘ Endymion’ the poem with the opening line ….
‘A thing of beauty is a joy for ever’ by John Keats applies to this picture . In his words ..
So much of this poem reflects your Jacaranda tree picture, it could so easily be an illustration to accompany the work.@John Rylance
Sharing a few curated verses from the poem Endymion-
A thing-beauty-joy-ever…
Paths there were many,
Winding through palmy fern, and rushes fenny,
And ivy banks; all leading pleasantly To a wide lawn,
whence one could only see Stems thronging all around between
the swell Of turf and slanting branches: who could tell
The freshness of the space of heaven above,
Edg’d round with dark tree tops? through which a dove
Would often beat its wings, and often too
A little cloud would move across the blue.
Endymion is a poem by John Keats first published in 1818. It begins with the line “A thing of beauty is a joy for ever”. Endymion is written in rhyming couplets in iambic pentameter. WikipediaOriginally published:1818
I also came across the video clip about these trees there..
In response my friends Claire Cardwell and Gert Scholtz mentioned about Pretoria and Johanesburg in South Africa having huge number of these trees still.. inspite of the opposition to these so called alien invasions …
@Savvy Raj there was a very vocal minority a few years back that wanted to chop down all the Jacaranda trees as they are not indigenous to South Africa. Fortunately the majority over-ruled them! You can’t however now buy a Jacaranda sapling at the nursery to plant in your garden. I do love them, I think the best places to see them in Joburg are in Linden, Northcliff Hill and in an office block in Rosebank – looking down all you can see is purple. Thanks for the post! Claire Cardwell
@Savvy Raj Jacaranda’s are truly beautiful. They bloom this time of year and our street plus many surrounding areas are covered with bright blue-purple flowers. Pretoria is known as the Jacaranda city, but Johannesburg where I live, actually has more of these trees lining the streets. Very nice post Savvy – thanks for the video too.
And then as I happened to share this photograph with my family and here is what my mother comes up with…
“The twisted branches signify the conflicts in our wavering minds and the clarity of the sky of the blue in the background with the bewitching pink flowers assures us of the positive solutions at the end .” Anjana
Savvy
Was watching this lamp in my above photograph, hanging in the room, emitting a gentle glow all around and sensed how similar we are to this lamp…. we often switch off ourselves from sensing our own inner light of being and assume momentary chaos and confusion of darkness to be a permanent situation. A lit lamp is truly a beautiful reminder to our self to sense the light of our own being.
