I stood by the ancient fire
One that the souls endure
Neither quelled, nor quenched
With a pang, my heart wrenched.
Started with a benign fondle
Sparked by a Love so pure
Oh ye mother, who stayed strong
How could your ember go so wrong?
Tag: spirit
A Log on Fire
Eternal Spirit
You exist formless like the wind
You take no shape and yet
Complete the incomplete
Filling my void.
You are the solution to this enigma
You mark that final missing piece
The jigsaw finished
All questions answered.
A Spark of Life
Several decades ago when we were waking ourselves from a nightmare that the world war was, all eyes turned East to salvage some pride. It needed a Gandhi for the world to come to the realization that what we really needed was a war without weapons, a fight without words.
(more…)Incongruous Thoughts
The question is ‘What happens after death‘? Do we go anywhere beyond? Do we still have some sort of physical restrictions or do we keep roaming the vastness of space unawares to the living and we ourselves unmindful of all thoughts? Do we still manage to touch and feel? One thing is for sure; our lease with the physical form that we carry will end. And with it shall end a life time of cravings and desires; burdens and borrowings; sufferings and sorrow; happiness and love??
The irony of life is that we build money or morale, values or habits, thoughts or actions, do good or bad; we shall carry none forward, if at all there is any such forward! We, who are desperate and delirious for most of the life to reach one goal after another, meet a sudden end regardless of cast or societal status. All life forms for some unknown reason BEGIN and END (period).
(more…)In Case You Are Down And Out
It’s so unfair to say
Life is all just mud and clay;
For it’s in the same sticky soil
That the flower blossomed;
Your tryst with life began
All bright and gay!
You can settle down saying
The sun has set in
Or relax and enjoy
The late evening chill;
Life’s not about dealing with dawn and dusk
It’s what’s in between where you are left to fill!
Trip To Wayanaad
A travelogue which should have been written more than a month back!
How does it feel to be in God’s own country? Hmmm, a question to ponder indeed.
Welcome to Kerala screams a sign board and a much better welcome one can’t expect.
(more…)Cockadidledoooooooooo…
Just a passing thought. Whenever I try to picturise a perfect dawn, these are a few things that come to my mind:
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