MY WORLD

As I glanced at the sunbeams dancing through my window blinds and the rumbling of the winds softly fill in the silence, I felt a deep pleasure within. I sensed a warm healing presence enveloping me into a big bubble, permeating and expanding. I closed my eyes and took it all in one deep breath and it flooded over every inch of me. Such peace, such delight, such warmth, such bliss, we can hardly experience even with the things we most covet in our hearts. And yet how simple it is to attain.  Seems as though the simplest of men are the most content in life, the ones who find happiness. We, on the other hand, make our life complex, chasing after things that might make our unsatisfying life a bit better, may it be riches, romance, that perfect job, social status, places or something that might give meaning to our lives. We spend our whole lives pursuing it with the false hope of fulfilment. Although it might make our lives easier, alone these possessions can never quite the storm i

I can see, I can feel, I let it happen, let the imagination rush in, run wild, weave in stories, places... drown in the sound of rain outside my window pane, fuse in with the thundering, dive into an enchanted plane and catch the lost melody floating in the air the sweet murmur lingering since ages, unheard uncarressed, reverberating and remaining its just been there- awaiting unappreciated, untouched for so long yet so complete in itself, like a sea, it engulfs you into its unfathomable depth one dissolves in it if only attended, heeded, if she was to sip it in- this subtle flow of energy, slip into this vibration and what a beautiful fall it would be~ beholding the merging, the melting how beholder dissipates herself rejoicing.                                                                                                                 

But when the knot has tied, the strings will quiver reverberates and seeps out of me, and you will see the veils shiver ~ A bond so forged that wakes a new melody Lifting a curtain to a different dimension Where neither remains and the merge happens ~

It was a heart's whisper, her silent wish. Only it took a dozen scars for one to realize its worth. It's strange what we have to go through just to realize what we truly  desire, uncloak our feelings hidden beneath the deceptions we weave in, the lies we feed ourselves. This simple realization of our self and our needs, not only pulls us out of this endless circles of drama and troubles we constantly indulge in but also bring us the peace that we deserve. And the simple truth is that everything we ever need is all at this moment, but we have long ignored what was right in front of us. Simply being open to these moments, we are overcome by feelings of gratitude and joy as all the beautiful experiences gifted in these moments, transient may it be, are priceless.  There arrived a time in her life when she reached there, in that place... life took her to that phase, after all the loses, countless disappointments and the long wait, a ray of happiness, a mirror worth figh

I n the end, all your left with are these moments, myriads of stars of various experiences, dangling in the dark, glimmering in the vastness, pushing the limits beyond the set boundaries fabricated through generations, fabricated by ourselves. Instilled in us are all these preconceptions and prejudices and slowly yet together we break from these restrictions, through our own little battles within, through these revolutions we bring inside ourselves, towards a better tomorrow, slowly but surely evolving.. separately yet together. All these different individuals, stories pulsating, coalescing into one. Each of these unaccounted, unseen struggles and sacrifices bubbling into these little gifts of freedom passed down through the ages- from the gallant, from the outcasts, from the rebels, silently building a stronger, wider foundation for us to stand on. Their eccentric visions paving a wider road for us to tread in, wider perspective to grasp on- one that accepts const

My heart sings many songs, not particularly for someone, My heart bleeds and grieves,  tries to find a solace,  Not necessarily so in someone. She does that for it is her nature~ She blossoms when she finds an expression, to pour her devotion, her infinite affection She's desirous and jealous, insecure and fearful, Vengeful when broken, But with every pain she grows Warm and fuzzy, filled with kindness and reverence, Don't ask her to change, for it will be futile, How can She? that is her innate nature~

"In a futile attempt to erase our past, we deprive the community of our healing gift. I f we conceal our wounds out of fear and shame , out inner darkness can neither be illuminated nor become a light for others."                                                                                                    -Brennan Manning