Sometimes it's just getting up early enough,In the morning whispers
to watch the first shades of Shining satrangi(seven colors) brush across the sky.
Something deeply stirring about that,Silently Crawling in deeper spaces of our heart
Sometimes it's unexpected gestures of affection that were not sought...
or given so instinctually that you were not aware of them.
Without meditating upon,without capturing in boundaries of Faith
Sometimes by just allowing yourself not to be addicted to the result of your action
Without daily struggle against own exaggarated sense of self
Sometimes, it's writing a poem ~
only if the words are coming from somewhere else...
As if something is flowing through you,without your permission
a river of emotions
you can physically feel
that flows through your being.
But it is always so unexpected.
So much that I am constantly aware now.
My senses hightened.
Waiting for that unexpected moment without letting go
When something deeper will reach out and engulf me and give my life, and all my actions, however small, a deeper and all encompassing context
...on a daily basis.
So say a prayer for me. And for yourself.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
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