tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19265094912851645052024-03-13T05:55:38.394+05:30Poetic PerspectivesA Collection of Poems by Ramya RanganathanUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger240125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-61142221624695110932023-12-14T21:37:00.006+05:302023-12-14T21:37:30.765+05:30Finally Home<div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;">I<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;">t’s been a long winding road,<br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;">But finally I’m here<br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;">At a happy place<br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Where I have no fear</span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></div><span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">It’s been a twisted journey</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">But now I’m home</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Secure in my heart</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Wherever I roam</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></p></span><span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">It’s been rough at times</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">And bumpy too</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">But with each new bump</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">I revived myself anew</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></p></span><span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">It’s been up and down</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">And I’ve felt thrown around</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">But finally I have found</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">My secure ground</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></p></span><span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">I have a lovely room</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">I have a lovely spouse</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">I have a lovely son</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">I have a lovely house</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></p></span><span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">And yet I know</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">That the happiness I’ve found</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Is more than the people</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">And the things around</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></p></span><span><p style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">It is a freedom within</span></p><p style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">A permission to be</span></p><p style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">That only I could give</span></p><p style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">And have given to me</span></p><div><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></div></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-72668337975778644842023-04-20T10:39:00.001+05:302023-04-20T10:39:55.123+05:30Dear Dawn<div style="text-align: left;">I have had a pendulum equation with getting up early - I love the mornings, and yet would sleep in late and blah blah blah......all kinds of stories. This morning I woke up to meet dawn - and.....</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />Dear Dawn,</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />You greet me in your splendor<br />Your irresistible charm<br />Drenched in seductive beauty<br />I know you mean no harm</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />Yet, I am scared of you<br />The freshness in your air<br />The pureness of your spirit<br />That makes me feel so bare</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />Your scent of fragrant blossoms<br />Your painted colourful sky<br />You intoxicate my senses<br />And bring me tears of joy</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />Such joy, I cannot hold<br />Alone in my tiny heart<br />Inspiration I cannot stop<br />From flowing into art</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />I fear the spaces you take me<br />You enchanted container of love<br />Mesmerized I now gaze<br />At the eagles soaring above</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />My mind is now invaded<br />By your sprightly chirping birds<br />I fear I am now compelled<br />To sing out loud in words</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />You just light up my spirit<br />And set it ablaze with aliveness<br />I fear my own power<br />I fear its potent rawness</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />You dawn, you enchantress<br />Dew drop adorned temptress<br />I’ll drop my fears and come<br />To meet you in your oneness</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />- Ramya Ranganathan </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic8ER4G2nIcgBO4f-pS7tdy_9KpC2KqFDTGssm7PAIer9OUdG39h1QRcD1_FLeVutR7U39KPhbUJZqPi8GDOs6q9_0luVO7pA-oa8ca4oRUirqBcn2tQsiRFELF7x6LLPmWeyHnXBNbgO3x_85938S7qTpVTGNLazOmG7CHYp6eqCmQ09aSIsMbK43Lw/s800/freedom-wellness-happiness-concept-happy-woman-well-being-carefree-asian-feeling-blissful-jumping-joy-peaceful-beach-67067909.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="533" data-original-width="800" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic8ER4G2nIcgBO4f-pS7tdy_9KpC2KqFDTGssm7PAIer9OUdG39h1QRcD1_FLeVutR7U39KPhbUJZqPi8GDOs6q9_0luVO7pA-oa8ca4oRUirqBcn2tQsiRFELF7x6LLPmWeyHnXBNbgO3x_85938S7qTpVTGNLazOmG7CHYp6eqCmQ09aSIsMbK43Lw/s320/freedom-wellness-happiness-concept-happy-woman-well-being-carefree-asian-feeling-blissful-jumping-joy-peaceful-beach-67067909.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-72879275687321549762022-04-18T12:15:00.000+05:302022-04-18T12:15:03.963+05:30The Solution <p> <span class="diy96o5h" end="13" start="0" style="color: #050505; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">#triggeralert</span><span data-offset-key="4hj1g-1-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span></p><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="5gemj-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="5gemj-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="5gemj-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">This level of radical self-acceptance might trigger some of you. I know this because it would have triggered me a few years back. </span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="a06v5-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="a06v5-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="a06v5-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;"><br data-text="true" /></span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="aauf7-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="aauf7-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="aauf7-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">I know the barrage of left-brained arguments that the mind can throw up in response to a poem like this. If that happens in your mind, I invite you to read this poem from your heart instead. If it still feels wonky, substitute the 'I' with a dear friend, your child, or a pet and see if you might find a resonance then. </span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="143lo-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="143lo-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="143lo-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;"><br data-text="true" /></span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="9chc7-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="9chc7-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="9chc7-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">The Solution </span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="f5pk7-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="f5pk7-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="f5pk7-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;"><br data-text="true" /></span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="4oakc-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="4oakc-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="4oakc-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">Growing up, growing out</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="1m72f-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="1m72f-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="1m72f-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">Growing up, growing in</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="fevit-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="fevit-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="fevit-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">I got chronically overwhelmed</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="b1vm0-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="b1vm0-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="b1vm0-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">By problems outside and within</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="70eli-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="70eli-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="70eli-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;"><br data-text="true" /></span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="dirs6-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="dirs6-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="dirs6-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">I studied the world outside</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="c7gno-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="c7gno-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="c7gno-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">Dabbled with science and art </span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="1ddm0-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="1ddm0-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="1ddm0-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">Studied mechanisms to manage</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="7hkjt-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="7hkjt-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="7hkjt-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">My savage mind and heart</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="3br22-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="3br22-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="3br22-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;"><br data-text="true" /></span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="e9sv9-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="e9sv9-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="e9sv9-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">But the more I tried to solve</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="dqf6i-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="dqf6i-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="dqf6i-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">The wilder the problems grew</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="cf7q-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="cf7q-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="cf7q-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">Each problem I seemed to solve</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="1i2bf-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="1i2bf-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="1i2bf-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">Triggered fresh problems anew</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="fhpap-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="fhpap-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="fhpap-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;"><br data-text="true" /></span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="ap654-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="ap654-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="ap654-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">So I kept solving problems</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="7bpbi-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="7bpbi-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="7bpbi-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">Running fast to keep pace</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="55qd-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="55qd-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="55qd-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">And eventually, I had to admit</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="4bihc-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="4bihc-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="4bihc-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">I could not win this race</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="enf03-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="enf03-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="enf03-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;"><br data-text="true" /></span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="ae86u-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="ae86u-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="ae86u-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">So I imagined a new problem</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="2qamc-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="2qamc-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="2qamc-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">The most complex that could be</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="brnh8-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="brnh8-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="brnh8-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">For which the unique solution</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="7j3ov-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="7j3ov-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="7j3ov-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">Would be crazy, chaotic me</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="c7qqo-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="c7qqo-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="c7qqo-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;"><br data-text="true" /></span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="eoifo-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="eoifo-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="eoifo-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">I then embraced that solution</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="ddsjl-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="ddsjl-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="ddsjl-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">With all the love that I could find</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="cmujj-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="cmujj-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="cmujj-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">Embracing the seeming madness</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="1gf4u-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="1gf4u-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="1gf4u-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">In my heart and in my mind</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="3q47h-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="3q47h-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="3q47h-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;"><br data-text="true" /></span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="fd7uj-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="fd7uj-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="fd7uj-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">- Ramya Ranganathan </span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="9p6bm-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="9p6bm-0-0" style="direction: ltr; 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color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="6ros9-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span class="py34i1dx" style="color: var(--blue-link); font-family: inherit;">www.craftingourlives.com</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="fkd2o" data-offset-key="ds328-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="ds328-0-0" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="ds328-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">Pic location: Hike around our farm near Thally</span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-27502384044519370652021-05-13T17:24:00.006+05:302021-05-13T17:24:41.340+05:30Competition <p>Come on now! I told Competition</p><p>You can't just show up here</p><p>This is a space I hold very sacred</p><p>A space that is extremely dear</p><p><br /></p><p>“Exactly why I came” - she said</p><p>For what fun is it otherwise</p><p>The more the space is dear to you</p><p>The more important will be the prize</p><p><br /></p><p>Prize? I gasped, I don't want one</p><p>Please just let me be alone</p><p>Just go away, don't tempt me here</p><p>With the glitter of a throne</p><p><br /></p><p>“You know you could be the queen”</p><p>She softly whispered to me</p><p>“The winner, the star, number one</p><p>A hero for all to see”</p><p><br /></p><p>I looked at her, I looked at me</p><p>I looked at the path we had tread</p><p>She had not just followed me here</p><p>In captivity she had been led</p><p><br /></p><p>I had created her, I could free her</p><p>But who would I be without her</p><p>Who would I be without a proof</p><p>That I was better than another</p><p><br /></p><p>Would I dare to set her free today</p><p>And walk ahead on my own</p><p>Knowing there would be no reference</p><p>In the ways that I could be known</p><p><br /></p><p>I realized then that she was pregnant</p><p>Her baby was the ‘need to be seen’</p><p>So I set them free both together</p><p>And I freed me from who I had been</p><p><br /></p><p>I swirled and twisted once again</p><p>To become the invisible magic I be</p><p>I dropped my need to show or prove</p><p>And just basked in being Me</p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-47559013439744835292021-05-11T10:39:00.000+05:302021-05-11T10:39:04.333+05:30 Incredible Me<p> Incredibly stupid, incredibly adorable</p><p>Is the person I have been</p><p>Incredibly colourful, incredibly insane</p><p>Is the life I have lived and seen </p><p><br /></p><p>Incredibly joyous, incredibly painful</p><p>Are the emotions I have felt</p><p>Incredible are the number of ways</p><p>I have let my confidence melt</p><p><br /></p><p>Incredible are the times I burst</p><p>The times I fell apart</p><p>Times I believed that someone else</p><p>Could actually break my heart</p><p><br /></p><p>Incredible are the ways in which</p><p>Life showed me a new way to see</p><p>The miracle I have always been</p><p>As the incredibly stupid me </p><p><br /></p><p>Context: </p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Last night for some reason as I lay in bed I started to get memories of times in my life when I have been super silly and stupid... And even as I remembered them I was in adoration of myself for having had the me - ness, to have been that totally stupid. I could feel love and amusement for those times and for me </span><span class="pq6dq46d tbxw36s4 knj5qynh kvgmc6g5 ditlmg2l oygrvhab nvdbi5me sf5mxxl7 gl3lb2sf hhz5lgdu" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; display: inline-flex; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; height: 16px; margin: 0px 1px; vertical-align: middle; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 16px;"><img alt="❤️" height="16" referrerpolicy="origin-when-cross-origin" src="https://static.xx.fbcdn.net/images/emoji.php/v9/tf3/1.5/16/2764.png" style="border: 0px;" width="16" /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">. This was a whole new level of acknowledgement for me to step into. - and within minutes it turned into this poem. </span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-41601463056270199962021-05-01T17:50:00.009+05:302021-05-01T17:50:37.764+05:30My Success Manifesto<p>Did I show up today?</p><p>As the best version of me</p><p>That I could access</p><p>And choose to Be?</p><p><i>Then my day is a success</i></p><p><br /></p><p>Did I suspend judgment</p><p>And commit to my art</p><p>Did I include the planet</p><p>Did I carry out my part</p><p><i>Then my creation is a success </i></p><p><br /></p><p>Did I open my heart</p><p>And go beyond my ego</p><p>Did I listen to the other</p><p>And let my love flow</p><p><i>Then my response is a success</i></p><p><br /></p><p>Do I sow the seeds</p><p>I would like to reap</p><p>Do I count my blessings</p><p>Each day when I sleep</p><p><i>Then my life is a success </i></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-15803595384422748122021-04-26T05:42:00.007+05:302021-04-26T05:42:43.194+05:30 Crafting Our Lives<div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; white-space: pre-wrap;">Come join me now<br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">As we craft our lives<br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Creating our own nectar<br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">In our own beehives</span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Nurturing the gardens</span><br /><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">In our heart and head</span><br /><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Sowing new seeds</span><br /><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Allowing the old to shed</span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Embracing more as our life</span><br /><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Dreaming big and bold</span><br /><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Beyond lies we inherited</span><br /><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">And stories we were told</span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Creating spaces outside </span><br /><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Where there is no fear</span><br /><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Where all life is precious</span><br /><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">And every soul dear</span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Crafting our lives</span><br /><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Setting ourselves free</span><br /><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Choosing consciously</span><br /><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">To be the miracle we Be</span></div><div><span id="gmail-docs-internal-guid-0d701fcc-7fff-07fe-1fcc-e4a254448557"><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-75644778410132436792021-04-11T09:42:00.000+05:302021-04-11T09:42:02.592+05:30 When you feel like you don't belong?<p><br /></p><span id="docs-internal-guid-10f278bd-7fff-6bec-d01f-fab10cb41a67"><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">What do you do</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">When you feel you don't belong</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Do you give up your art</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Do you give up your song</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">What do you do</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">When nobody replies</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">To your sincere observations</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">To your heartfelt cries</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">What do you do </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">When nobody comments</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">On your posts and writings</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">On your soulful vents</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">What do you do </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">When nobody laughs</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">At your original jokes</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Or your witty faffs</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Do you give up creating</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Do you give up sharing</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Do you give up speaking</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Do you give up baring</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Or do you keep being YOU</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Do you keep on going</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">No matter the response</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Do you keep on flowing</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Do you own your art</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">And the art of being you</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">As something you yourself</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Will back yourself do</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">For if you give up YOU</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">To fit in for their sake</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">You are no longer you</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">And you turn into a fake</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Would you choose you as original</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Over mimicked or fake</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Just for yourself </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">For your very own sake?</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">They might wake up later</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">And worship your art</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Include you in their groups</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">And make you a part</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Or they might never</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Ever, see the way you see</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">And even with that possibility</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Your uniqueness will you BE? </span></p><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-30869735014999155842020-03-09T10:19:00.001+05:302020-06-25T22:55:37.196+05:30Walking Away<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Walking away is an art<br />Walking away is a skill<br />Walking away out of choice<br />Walking away when i will<br /><br />I used to think I was weak<br />Because people had made it a wrongness<br />But now I actually realize<br />That this is also my strongness<br /><br />People called me afraid<br />They said I was running away<br />And that I should be brave<br />And have the courage to stay<br /><br />I now see that I do have courage<br />To leave things behind and walk<br />In fact I overcame my fears<br />Of how others would judge and talk<br /><br />We can make leaving wrong<br />And we can make leaving right<br />But leaving is also a chance to let go<br />Of stuff we are holding very tight<br /><br />That stuff could be good for us<br />That stuff could be bad for us<br />But when good and bad are so relative<br />Why get trapped in all that fuss?<br /><br />What if leaving is just an art<br />What if leaving is just a skill<br />What if leaving is just a choice<br />That you exercise when you will<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-9792020023591814392019-02-08T11:09:00.001+05:302019-02-08T11:09:03.309+05:30Nature’s Gifts<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
And so the bird kept singing<br />The river kept flowing<br />The leaves kept fluttering gently in the breeze<br /><br />None of them cared what I had won<br />None of them cared what I had lost<br />None of them cared about who I was <br /><br />The bird sang another tune<br />The river swelled in the monsoon<br />The leaves turned golden and started to fall<br /><br />None of them were looking at me<br />None of them were demanding of me<br />None of them were asking anything from me <br /><br />I opened my ears to enjoy the music <br />I opened my heart to embrace life’s flow<br />I opened my mind to the beauty of change<br /><br />And the bird sang yet some more<br />The river still kept flowing<br />As new buds of leaves began to grow</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-49691886486082147342018-09-30T19:14:00.000+05:302018-09-30T19:14:03.445+05:30Been a While<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It’s been a while since I cried<br />And let those tears roll down<br />Roll down naturally<br />Roll down effortlessly<br />Because tears just flow that way<br /><br />It’s been a while since I swam<br />And let the waters surround me<br />Hold me afloat naturally<br />Hold me afloat effortlessly<br />Because my body floats that way<br /><br />It’s been a while since I sang<br />And let my voice pick the tunes within<br />Sing out naturally<br />Sing out effortlessly<br />Because songs get sung that way<br /><br />It’s been a while since I wrote a poem<br />And let words cascade in verse<br />Write them naturally<br />Write them effortlessly<br />Because words come to me that way<div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-92117580492349418912018-09-30T19:06:00.000+05:302018-09-30T19:06:14.793+05:30Divine Carriers<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<br />God came to me as a person<br />I smirked and rebuked her<br />“Oh you cannot be mortal<br />You are a cheat and imposter”<br /><br />God came to me as an angel<br />I blinked my eyes in disbelief<br />“I must be imagining things<br />Let me close my eyes for relief”<br /><br />God came to me as an animal<br />My heart opened up in love<br />“You overpower my rational brain<br />So I will shut you out now”<br /><br />God came to me as Me<br />Making me melt in divine bliss<br />“But I have so much wrong with me<br />Let me create something amiss”<br /><br />Then God came to me as Nature<br />Swishing the leaves on the trees<br />Drawing patterns in the clouds<br />And creating art with the breeze<br /><br />Dropping the subtlest of clues<br />To bypass my mind’s barriers<br />And gently surrounding me<br />With infinite divine carriers</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-55938454601225768312018-08-25T19:44:00.002+05:302018-08-25T19:44:28.599+05:30Time, Mind and Life<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Time did not exist before I was born<br />Time will not exist after I die<br />Time only exists in my mind<br />The mind that takes me low and high<br /><br />Speed did not exist before I was born<br />Speed will not exist after I die<br />Speed is just a fantasy of the mind<br />A fantasy into which I buy<br /><br />Measures did not exist before I was born<br />Measures will not exist after I die<br />Measures are just creations of my mind<br />To which my self esteem I tie<br /><br />But Life existed before I was born<br />And life will exist after I die<br />In creatures of many shapes and forms<br />And bodies that crawl, swim and fly<br /><br />This stream of Life is calling to me<br />To experience joy and bliss in the now <br />Beyond measurement, beyond time<br />Beyond what the mind will allow<br /><br />I feel it in the expanse of the sky<br />I experience it in the dance of leaves<br />I sense it as a caress of the breeze<br />Beyond the movie my mind sees<br /><br />And here is a facebook live video where I give some context about the writing of this poem: <a href="https://www.facebook.com/ramya.ranganathan.52/videos/2598404673510443/">https://www.facebook.com/ramya.ranganathan.52/videos/2598404673510443/</a></div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-86192133438932705232018-07-20T16:39:00.002+05:302018-07-20T16:39:49.317+05:30Here and Now<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Last month I was underground<br />Yesterday I was a stream<br />Tomorrow I will be the ocean<br />I can see it in my dream<br /><br />But today I’m just a drop<br />Who is choosing to flow<br />A tiny water globule<br />Moving ahead with what I know<br /><br />Last year I wrote a book<br />Yesterday I taught a course<br />Tomorrow I will change lives<br />Backed by universal force<br /><br />But today I’m just a heart<br />Pulsing with nature’s love<br />A tiny human being<br />With gratitude for angels above</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-23982577832605463702018-05-14T15:01:00.000+05:302018-05-14T15:01:03.889+05:30Is Now the Time?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
There was a time...<br />When I was an achiever<br />I strived for medals<br />For certificates<br />Stamps of approval<br />Ranks and Trophies<br /><br /><br />There was a time...<br />I was a seeker <br />I searched for answers<br />Meaning and purpose<br />To understand life<br />To understand myself<br /><br />There was a time...<br />I was an activist<br />I protested for change<br />For rights and equality<br />I lobbied, I fought<br />I advocated<br /><br />There was a time...<br />I pledged service<br />To my fellow men<br />To the poor<br />I donated, I tithed<br />I fundraised<br /><br />There was a time...<br />I was a devotee<br />I embraced religion<br />I learnt rituals<br />I surrendered myself<br />To God and Gurus<br /><br />But where was the time<br />I was being myself<br />Truly listening<br />To the pulse of the Cosmos<br />And actually dancing<br />In rhythm with my heart</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-28778160027249661522018-03-21T20:57:00.000+05:302018-04-16T20:57:56.865+05:30Being a Parent<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Had a very interesting discussion yesterday in my sons school PTA. His school has a very interesting format for PTA where we start the day with a circle time for the parents and teachers (no children), and we have a dialogue on a topic that is sent out earlier as 'home study'. Yesterday's topic was 'conditioning of the mind'. During our circle time I mentioned something about wanting to be a 'platform for my child', and another parent reacted 'I don't know what you mean by being a platform'. I tried to explain but I don't think I could find words that conveyed it clearly. I mumbled some jumbled words and made a quirky face and threw my hands up in the air, and just said, 'well I guess I mean - be a platform'!<br />
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While I definitely need to work on my face-to -face communication skills, fortunately nature has aided me with an alternate means of communication - Poetry! What fun it is to write a poem - you can express what you want and whoever gets it gets it and whoever does not, does not - and nobody gets offended or battles with you for making your point! You see thats why they call it 'poetic license'! :-).<br /><br />Being a Parent<br /><br />What if I were just a platform<br />A base to help my child to grow<br />A reliable stage that supports him<br />Gently and quietly from below<br /><br />What if I were just the space<br />For my child to learn and play <br />A space that welcomes all of him<br />Whatever his mood, every day<br /><br />What if I didn't have to tell<br />What if I didn’t have to show<br />What if I didn't have to lead<br />To impose upon him, what I know<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />What if he has his knowing too<br /><br />What if he has his dreams too<br /><br />What if his life is HIS adventure<br /><br />Can I let his journey be fresh and new?</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-73824849557631668482018-01-16T21:00:00.000+05:302018-04-16T21:01:19.435+05:30The Thieves That Set Me Free<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Something had been bothering me for the last two weeks and while glimpses of sunshine were coming and going, today finally a veil lifted and I saw that what had appeared to be a problem (or catastrophe) in one way had actually opened up a lot of more possibilities for me. And of course it had also done some timely slashing of my ever inflating ego (something that always hurts but then also makes us more free and less caught up in our own tightly concluded identities). I just wrote this poem in acknowledgement of that 'blessing in disguise'.<br /><br /><br />The Thieves that set me free<br /><br />I walked on wearily <br />I walked on slowly<br />I walked diligently<br />Towards goals I had set for myself<br /><br />I held on firmly<br />I grasped tightly <br />I carried responsibly<br />My important items and resources<br /><br />I had worked hard<br />I had worked sincerely<br />I had worked tirelessly<br />To build my bundle of items<br /><br />And then the thieves came.<br />They stole those items<br />They busted my ego<br />And they ran quickly away<br /><br />For a while I cried<br />I lamented<br />I cursed God<br />I cursed myself<br /><br />Then I played victim<br />I blamed the thieves<br />I blamed society<br />I pitied myself<br /><br />Eventually I got bored<br />Of crying<br />Of blaming<br />Of self pity<br /><br />I realized nobody was coming<br />To rescue me<br />To dole out justice<br />To babysit me<br /><br />I looked around me and asked,<br />‘What else is possible now?’<br /><br />As I started walking I realized<br />I could hold my head upright<br />My legs moved faster<br />My hands were free<br /><br />Without the load of all those items<br />I could skip and run with ease<br />I could pluck fruits and flowers along the way<br />I could enjoy the pretty scenery<br /><br />With my ego beaten and gone<br />I was not tied to the path anymore<br />The goal had no grasp on me<br />And I could wander as I chose<br /><br />The thieves came back<br />Apologetic and ashamed<br />They gave my items back to me<br /><br />I looked them in their eyes and said<br />Thank you, for gifting me<br />A chance to experience lightness<br />And a universe of possibilities to explore<br /><br />I gave them back the items<br />I did not need them anymore<br />I had found a way of living<br />Way greater than before</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-57794934778087925202017-10-14T18:24:00.000+05:302017-10-14T19:22:18.057+05:30Asking The Earth<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Call me dear Earth<br />
To come work for you<br />
Whisper into my ears<br />
What I can do<br />
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Call me where<br />
You would like me to go<br />
Show me whatever<br />
You would like me to know<br />
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Tell me how I<br />
Can be your scribe<br />
And take your message<br />
To the rest of my tribe<br />
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I’d like everyone<br />
To see your glory<br />
And experience your magic<br />
Through my poem or story<br />
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Guide my fingers<br />
When I write something down<br />
Gift me the words<br />
Each verb, each noun<br />
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Guide my thoughts<br />
Give me some clues<br />
Show me the colours<br />
The shades and the hues<br />
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Tell me how I<br />
Can help ease pain<br />
When my tribe is locked<br />
In stress and strain<br />
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I ask cos I know<br />
You hold the key<br />
To the joy of living<br />
In harmony</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-8255172324336622752017-10-07T18:50:00.001+05:302017-10-07T18:50:42.493+05:30Really Are You Afraid?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Really are you afraid<br />
Afraid of being alone<br />
Or is it actually excitement<br />
Of being on your own<br />
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Remember how as a kid<br />
You created fantasies<br />
Of being a solo explorer<br />
Of your own life mysteries<br />
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Really are you afraid<br />
Of losing your current job<br />
Or are you secretly excited<br />
To leave behind that mob<br />
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Remember how as a kid<br />
You were told to play it safe<br />
But you were happy to roam<br />
As a tramp and as a waif<br />
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Really are you afraid<br />
Of anything at all<br />
Or is it masked excitement<br />
Of finally standing tall<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-3044884615467926582017-10-05T15:24:00.002+05:302017-10-05T15:24:24.851+05:30Connecting with Drops<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Lying quietly on my bed<br />Suddenly I hear the rain<br />In my cells I feel her drops<br />Bringing me alive again<br /><br />I get up to greet her now<br />And feast on her pearly show<br />Drop after drop, from the skies<br />Rushing to meet the earth below<br /><br />I sense the rain in the air<br />I smell her wetting the earth<br />In her glee I feel happy too<br />Happy that I chose this birth<br /><br />The rain stops, the air is still<br />Thunder suddenly gives a roar<br />I see birds rush to treetops<br />As if asking for an encore<br /><br />It rains again, sheets of water<br />Forming bridges everywhere<br />Bridges between earth and sky<br />Bridges between here and there</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-31819726085385175522017-09-14T12:35:00.002+05:302017-09-14T12:35:15.443+05:30Die Without Dying<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
If you could die without dying<br />Would you try it<br />End the drama of this life<br />As you quietly sit<br /><br />Opt out of your thoughts<br />Opt out of emotions<br />Stay with your body<br />And feel it’s sensations<br /><br />Then feel the space <br />That makes up your body<br />Which to your eye<br />Appears solid and sturdy<br /><br />Enter that space<br />And choose to be free<br />Expand into infinity<br />As the space you be<br /><br />You can no longer be hurt<br />When you become space<br />Daggers will pass through <br />And leave no trace<br /><br />You will feel no pain<br />When someone is mean<br />By offering no resistance<br />You remain empty and clean<br /><br />When you exist as space<br />You have nothing to lose<br />You can return to solidity<br />Whenever you choose<br /><br />If you could die without dying<br />Would you choose it<br />Pause the drama of this life<br />At least for a bit<br /><br /></div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-53450188290283004342017-09-06T13:15:00.000+05:302017-09-06T13:15:11.682+05:30As the Earth Pulses<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Nature, I don't get your logic <br />Not always at least<br />Why make a flower that wilts<br />Or an animal that is a beast<br /><br />We make flowers that keep<br />We like harmless animals to pet<br />We like our pathways dry<br />Not slushy, slippery and wet<br /><br />You are changing all the time<br />In cycles and pulsing beats<br />Life, death, creation, destruction<br />Form the basis of your tweets<br /><br />But You have your own rhythm<br />A pulse that works for you<br />So maybe instead of resisting<br />I could adopt that pulse too<br /><br />If I am part of You<br />Your heartbeat is also mine<br />Maybe I could drop logic<br />And just let my heart fall in line<br /><br />Nature, I will not resist you<br />Earth, I’m a facet of you<br />So as you guide the flowers<br />Guide my life-cycle too<br /><br />I will stop complaining<br />I will stop asking why<br />I am ending the futile struggle<br />That only leads me to cry<br /><br />I’ve noted I am always happier<br />When the Earth and me is one<br />So why live in separation<br />Being Earth is way more fun</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-71605491654305787682017-09-03T14:25:00.000+05:302017-09-03T14:25:33.445+05:30Portals into the Infinite<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Admire a beautiful flower<br />Feel it’s petal’s softness <br />It’s folds and dainty curves<br />And soak in it’s tenderness<br /><br />Lie on the wet grass<br />Feel the life in it’s wildness<br />Touch it’s elegant blades<br />And melt into it’s gladness<br /><br />Gaze into an animal’s eyes<br />Acknowledge what it says<br />Receive the gift it gives<br />In silent wordless ways<br /><br />Look at the starry sky<br />Stay with the awe it brings<br />Hear the music of the universe<br />Feel the joy with which it sings<br /><br />Touch the mud beneath your feet<br />Feel the heartbeat of the earth<br />Dance to the rhythm of the planet<br />And join in with nature’s mirth<br /><br />There are so many portals here<br />Portals into the infinite<br />Portals waiting to take you<br />Into your own heart’s delight</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-46253536154328339262017-08-31T10:57:00.001+05:302017-08-31T10:57:14.259+05:30Make the Sky your Home<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Fly like a bird<br />You have wings too<br />Wings that adorn you<br />And lift you too<br /><br />Do build a nest <br />But don't call it home<br />Your home is the sky<br />Where you freely roam<br /><br />And when you feel like<br />Come back to your nest<br />Where you have created<br />A safe place to rest<br /><br />But don't make that nest<br />Your place to live<br />The earth has many more<br />Places it will give<br /><br />Trees to perch on <br />Meadows to skip<br />Streams, lakes and puddles<br />To splash and to sip<br /><br />Your wings need space<br />To spread out and fly<br />Climb out of your nest<br />And explore the sky</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926509491285164505.post-21968812836367869042017-08-20T11:32:00.002+05:302017-08-20T11:32:43.623+05:30Footprints<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
What if my past and my story<br />The thing I call my history<br />Is not interesting to anybody<br />And not useful even to me<br /><br />What if the thing I call memory<br />Is really quite like garbage<br />Bits of old information<br />Not relevant at this stage<br /><br />What if my own biography<br />Is just a mess of footprints<br />A collection of random events<br />That somehow left their imprints<br /><br />Would I still make my story<br />More important than today<br />Would I let it imprison me<br />Or would I go out and play?</div>
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