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Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Lovingly letting go

We love some people but not all of them reciprocate the feeling. It would not be fair if we start convincing them of our worth or devise ways to manipulate them in our favor. May be time has not come yet that our worth be revealed. Or may be those very people could not love you back the way you do; may be the loving capacity is limited and conditional. Or yet may be those people do not deserve you and as such it is time to move on and be with them who value you for what you are.

Opening the channels of my heart, having no clue,
I feel and flow my love to you;
Profound and sweet, I promise it is,
With depths unknowable, ineffable the emotion is.
Not wounded to see it coming back;
Neither I wait for it; just filling up the lack.
Only if you could peel off the layers of doubt,
In the peripheral you’d see the goblets, you always sought.
Filled with divine love and beauty, they wait to be lifted.
Just one look and a touch, and thy soul will be shifted.
All the norms and thoughts beheld once before in life,
Be far ‘nd away, vanished along with fears ‘nd doubts which were rife.
If not yet – perhaps not ever – if not yet – perhaps not ever!
And you shall recall what I’d say, when I am begone out of your sight.
Carrying my worth; dignified conduct; I shall bid adieu in a way right.
If not yet – perhaps not ever – if not yet – perhaps not ever!!!
Loving the self and the other should be equal; if it isn't in balance, it’s time you do some more, love more... If it still isn't equal, it should be given wings and let go...

Saturday, January 11, 2014

The Passage of Time

Time has changed much; it is no more majestic, at least to the eyes of the souls who live today.  Ancient sands do not rule anymore. But trapped and buried in the memories of mind, locked in the sacred portals of heart. Walking in the well maintained avenues, it reminds me of the days spent in the countries far away, where in every dark, shaded nook there existed the spelled entrances. The entrances were the doorways to some other world. Accidentally the chosen one would slip in or just be sucked into the aperture and transported into a strange new world. Every fall was assigned to lead to one task which shaped the entire destiny of the one pulled into it.
Destiny! It was unique in extraordinary ways which would demand courage, wisdom, patience and morality. Today the path of life is lost in the illusions of so many distractions that thrive on the face of earth. Truth was a power then, and it is still now; only if humans recognize its worth. Courage was the gem, no more regarded now; wisdom was the crown, lost in the realms of times; patience, a bracelet worn on wrists, but does not seem to exist now; and morality, an asset to swear by, but now turned into immorality. The worlds are divided now by the fine threads of vibrations; it’s always been about energy.
Never anything else...
Elves, salamanders, mermaids, sylphs and other elementals of nature were usual sight. Dragons were the carriers, lightening as the sword. Wars would take place amid the horrors of fire, air, water and earth. The times were truly magical, not to mention miracles were the thing of daily phenomenon. Those were the times before when the worlds were demarcated and after when nature hid her true self. What’s left now is mirror covered with layers of dust and thick sheets of illusions.