800. The Sun Follows Its Flowers Too…

Our Being..

being the shadow of our souls,

we aren’t the real ones..

but our Souls are.

The Soul, being our inner Light..

we’re none, but mere..

shadows of our Light.

The Supreme..

somewhere, silently glowing,

it’s our Soul’s guide within,

and we all..

like a bunch of sunflowers,

follow every moment of the Light,

and we know not..

the Light too, silently follows us..!!

…………………………………..✍🏼💕

799. Not a Drop, Nor a Spark..

Kshiti, the earth..

Ap, the water..

Tej, the fire..

Maruth, the air..

Vyom, the ether..

We’re made of these elements, five.

My earthen part, keeps me grounded,

My watery part, helps me adjust with my surroundings,

My fiery part, adds fuel for my survival, to keep me going,

My airy part, keeps me light and happy,

to help me fly, reaching out, to touch the sky,

Ether, the Space, in me, balances with my attachments,

Not mere drops, we carry the entire ocean in us..

Not a mere spark, the entire cosmos within us..!!

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798. Am I Mine..??

‘my Sun’..

I feel so free to claim as mine,

‘my Moon’..

yes, I feel it’s absolutely mine,

O, you, ‘my vast sky’..

you’re also, so much mine,

‘my birds’, as they fly by..

I see their wings waving me Hi,

while in front of ‘my ocean’..

feel blissful, as if, at home,

the depth of the silent woods..

remind me of my childhood,

as if, in my early days, I..

spent my daytimes in there..

dancing with ‘my trees’..

while, the night times,

playing with ‘my fireflies’,

Mother Nature,

always, so all-giving..

No matter, how much I love,

can I feel any human being..

or any thing of them, as mine..??

or even, worse than that,

being a part of ‘Mother Nature’..

I can’t even feel.. forget claims,

even feel my own Self, as mine ??

………………………………✍🏼💕

797. A year with ‘Her’..

Realisation struck, suddenly,

all these days, she..

imagined an image of herself only..

which she wasn’t in reality,

sculpted herself as someone else,

which she wasn’t, at all, her ‘Self’.

A year full of, seconds, minutes,

a whole lot of hours and days,.

spending so many weeks and months..

got to face her real ‘Self’ at last.

…

She thought, she loved herself,

knew not it wasn’t her real ‘She’..

it was someone imaginary,

meanwhile, her mentor of life..

her real ‘She’, her own Light,

introduced her to..

someone, very well, she knew,

one, whom she forgot totally..

someone, whom she left behind,

she longed for her ‘Self’ to be..!!

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796. Knitting Thoughts

Music, Silence, a Book and the Yarn.. fills up all my voids around. ❤

Winters, for me..

it’s all about my knits..

my hobby, my play time..

I’m so ‘me’ with my knitting pins.

My inner Self..

holds my breaths, holds me..

just like my fingers..

who boldly hold my pins.

My Heart, it beats..

keep counting my steps in life..

as I count the knots and loops,

while shifting both the pins.

My Mind keeps moving..

Just as my fingers turn,

to keep moving the knitting yarn,

one by one.

With each and every twist..

the yarn simply keeps rolling,

thus keeps growing,

my passion, my knit.

Our breaths knits our days..

with life, we fall in love..

while our soul, our yarn..

knits our breaths, one by one..!!

……………………………………..✍🏼💕

795. Moonbathing…

loving to drench..

..to drench myself..

by the aura,

the glow,

showered by my Moon..

..my Moon, so cool.

Yes, I can..

..I can feel,

can feel the warmth..

..the warmth of my Sun,

through my Moon,

..my Moon tonight..

just like my Sun,

my Moon, so full..!!

………………………✍🏼💕