Who runs your life
Is your life flowing the way you intend
Or is there a possibility
That the strings of your life
Is in anothers hand?

Question your self
In whose hands are your life strings?

As a child you may have your parents
That hold the strings for your self protection

As a teenager you may have questions on the strings itself

And then as a young adult many other strings may have come into existence
Some for a season, a reason or a lifetime
Then growing some more
These strings may have felt like a pull and push from all directions

Getting ahead a few more years
Some you may sense getting weaker
And some may have got stronger

Growing older and perhaps wiser
Of things as they were
And as they are…

A life lived
To fulfil a purpose
Is it yours at all
Or is it another’s dream
After all
In your head and heart
You may have the truth
Of a life lived
A stringed existence.

From innocence
To rebellion
From learning
To curiousity
From understanding
To accepting
And in the sharings.
And knowingly or unknowingly
In awareness or without
We come alive and die
Infinite tines
In the many moments
In our lives…

It’s a stringed existence after all.

Savvy Raj

A photo inspired poetry
9 :28 4rth of July India

While I wrote this piece yesterday seeing the photo inspiration , I am also aware that I had this thought on the truth of freedom many times.

What do you think on freedom within a stringed existence?

Are you in the drivers seat of your life

And if so what are the things you have compromised or have contended with to drive on…

Truth is in the meaning and purpose of the stringed connection.

Savvy

9am 5th July