Sunday, January 29, 2023
Grand Rising
Monday, January 02, 2023
Goodbye to 2022
Saturday, December 24, 2022
Thursday, December 15, 2022
Wednesday, December 07, 2022
Handpicked
In many shades, the choices abound;
So tempting to the surprised buyer's mind.
In earthen shades, mud brown or tan,
Or in tints of the ocean, blue and green.
The choices are too many, each unique
Be it the drape of emerald or turquoise;
The hues of the skies: rainy, cloudy,
Bright, grey or shades of the twilight.
The mystic magic of the silver raindrops
The pure red on the bride's forehead,
All before me in the form of these drapes
That each look matchless and perfect.
From the heap before me, I choose a hue
To bring a wordless wonder on your face.
Sunday, December 04, 2022
Gratitude
translation of the poem nandi by sugathakumari
To the sunbeams beaming on my path, I owe my gratitude.
To the heavy burden that I carry on my shoulders, I owe my gratitude.
To the shade offered by the wayside trees and to the cuckoo on the tree-top, I owe my gratitude.
To the sharp pain that pricked me on the way and to the sun which reddened my eyes, I owe my gratitude.
To the shoulders which lightened the heavy burden I was carrying and to the well on the wayside, I owe my gratitude.
To your kindness for pouring water into my outstretched palms, I owe my gratitude.
To the treacherous gutters of darkness and to the cool moonlight that was there last night, I owe my gratitude.
To the tiny wildflowers spread on the path and to the birdsong that comes from above, I owe my gratitude.
To the never-ending flow of tears from my eyes and to the compassion that never dies, I owe my gratitude.
In the distance, I can see a lamp lit and offered by someone and I spend my time alone looking at this, with nothing to treasure, with no knowledge for sure, with no blossoms, with no morning.
Humming a song, I follow the direction of a tender call from somewhere and did you stand and listen to that, dear friends?
Gratitude...gratitude...gratitude
#translation
#poem
#sugathakumari
Friday, December 02, 2022
handpicked
Thursday, December 01, 2022
Best Friend
Best friend
Tuesday, November 29, 2022
Clear the clutter
Once in a while, you need to make that distinction between the essentials and the unwanted clutter in your life. You need to simplify your needs so that you can live a life of contentment and peace. You can give away what you do not need to people who might need them.
In the physical sphere, you need to move out old furniture and create a new workspace or giveaway old clothes so that you can buy new ones. In the emotional sphere, you need to distance yourself from negative people in your life and make new friends who are supportive and loving. Therefore, take time to clear your space so that you can welcome new energy and creativity.
#adailycupofwisdom
#cleartheclutter
Monday, November 28, 2022
Saturday, November 26, 2022
Friday, November 25, 2022
Melodies New
When the sun shines and the moon fades early morning,
While birds sing in trees and the morning is wet with rain,
The wind blowing and hooting along with the noisy raindrops,
You come in my heart as goose bumps and memories,
Your hand holding mine in words that I cannot remember,
You are the rain; you are the rain that made my world spring.
For years my barriers were high, but this moment they’re lost,
For days my heart was barren, without love, now full of love,
Singing melodies and missing my self that was there before you,
Slowly eating away my heart as you go away even a minute,
Again you become rain kissing the leaves, the earth and me,
As nature springs up in delight with rain, I’m alive with you.
Though far away you walked, on a tender moonlit night,
With moon a crescent hung like an ornament from sky,
Your face lit with love, your eyes glittering as you smiled,
Your love as memorable as the moonlit night you left;
My heart remembers you yet knows there’s no going back,
There’s no going back to what we were to each other.
There’s no going back except in dreams and days like this:
When memories are singing along with my frozen heart,
When nature reminds, resurrects and buries emotions,
Like heartbeats that once stopped and ran with your smile;
To feel the love that we made our home in a distant land,
Long ago and far away in the world of forgotten dreams.
Thursday, November 24, 2022
The Lovers
Tuesday, November 22, 2022
The Fool
You are a child of the universe frolicking like a lamb in the sun.
You soak indulgently in the sights, smells, tastes, sounds and the senses of nature without a care in the world, forgetting time and forgetting the fact that there are so many things you need to do in order to stay in the rat race called life.
You pause time and travel non-linear through its mazes, making sense of the past, the present and the future. You journal and involve yourself in automatic writing or create art so that you can make meaning out of this jigsaw puzzle of unconnected events that you call life.
You are full of naivete and you are inexperienced in the ways of the world yet you move forward unhesitantly without thinking much about what you are about to do. And, your confidence in the rightness of your decisions takes you forward in life.
Monday, November 21, 2022
The Moon
Sunday, November 20, 2022
The Sun
There are right or wrong paths in this universe. One wrong step might have led you across miles only to reach at a previous crossroad and you think of the difference that time has brought with it. For you are a child of this mighty universe and everything comes to you at the right moment.
In the certain knowledge of being loved and protected by the Universe, you glow with pride and you are contented.
Thursday, November 17, 2022
Journal: Serious and Trivial
The pages of my journal await to record a few thoughts. These could serious, trivial or even a mixture of both just like life. All these ram...