In the words of Albert “Sometimes our light goes out but is blown into flame by another human being. Each of us owes deepest thanks to those who have rekindled this light.”
Every other day you get up, think of something, come across something, you probably recite "I wish i had been through this"...
There's a time when you have got nothing at hand .. simply nothing .. none to share your ideas, none to speak to, idling away just thinking about how the days would be .. idling lone on the empty benches of the station surpassing midnights, standing still.. walking barefoot on the lone roads .. gazing at the crowd .. thinking ... ever searching for the elements of thoughts , the elements that would make great days ... even if the days at hand were darker than the nights ...
Words are just round to describe states, states of each second for each one counts to an experience. Hanging like the pendulum swinging amongst the uncertainity of things on one side bound closely to the dependent ones and to those fresh young dreams.. places .. and aspirations. Quite often it becomes insane as for every other question theres a blank space. And for every other aspiration theres a question mark. As if you are destined to be glued to the deserted ground and when you look up the sky is filled with free birds. Yet your state reminds "Dare you think of flying?"
With every passing minute the glue turns harder and your feet bound more! What would you do? Wonder if this could all end .. possibly end with me. Then theres the so called laws, the laws of karma which drag you back as you find no sense even in the end. Ahhhhh.... i wish i had words.
You cant continue living, glued on to the ground as it hurts. You cant possibly breathe, for everytime you look up to the sky, the free birds remind you of your state of being prisoned. You swing between freedom and bondage, till a point where the freedom once inspiring turns depressing. Theres nothing .. not even "why me?"
You cant stop living.. Can you? You search .. search for that element, even if thats mere thought. I have been a lil more than lucky though ..
The element stays all the while as you live. And everytime the element smiles, the smile propagates within you. The element interacts, shares, listens, comforts. The element redefines your perception of the glued state, and turns it into a state of deep contemplation in peace that has been defined for you to rest and breathe the fresh air, watching the birds tell you stories of where they have flown. And things change! You start feeling free.. empowered. Till the last day, it was suffocating and this day you wait for the birds to come over, tell you stories. You wait... for them to come back.. you live ..
The "turnaround element" that is, which even with no physical existence makes you live a little longer, makes you wait, makes you dream of great days .. and you start making wishes .. which you never dared ..
The wishes pile up to form a beautiful tree over a period of time. And with each passing day an unconscious belief takes over. A belief that it would happen. You would be there on the hilltop on a long drive with the setting sun ... A belief that drives you to live each day. Now as I look back I wonder how strong it was.. yet at this moment am convinced that belief does turn things. Makes you live, helps you surpass all possible pains ... everything .. Gives you a dream.
Days do come when the wish unfolds and you are amazed to see at how it does.
The sun milds down, never as hot and burning as it was 2 hours ago! things happen on time, it rains just enough to let go on the conversation... the moon, the common friend dissappears .. you stand on the edge of a cliff facing the setting sun with the wind blowing touching the face, sorrounded by green! you are made free of your priorites! ... wishes once placed on the wishtree seem to happen .... seems as if the script has been authored and things unfold the way it was .. the unfolding experience i call it!
The element stands beside embracing you like no one has done ever before .. yet with a distance .. it stares and wonders at your silence. The silence emerging from a reflection of the past, a time when you had nothing and the present, a time when you are gifted an ocean where a drop was all you seeked for. The heart cries with an unmasked joy .. lips go bound, tears dont roll for the elements smile propagate :) ....
At times you do fall in short of tears probably as life unfolds, and when things seem to end, subconsciously you might just be at a magnificient beginning. What say dear?
A billion things come into mind of which a million are unrelated, a hundred related but one being persistent, as to how would i ever if at all can, serve the element that made me free. Gifted a lifetime. Or is it that am destined to be indebted for life....
Every other day you get up, think of something, come across something, you probably recite "I wish i had been through this"...
There's a time when you have got nothing at hand .. simply nothing .. none to share your ideas, none to speak to, idling away just thinking about how the days would be .. idling lone on the empty benches of the station surpassing midnights, standing still.. walking barefoot on the lone roads .. gazing at the crowd .. thinking ... ever searching for the elements of thoughts , the elements that would make great days ... even if the days at hand were darker than the nights ...
Words are just round to describe states, states of each second for each one counts to an experience. Hanging like the pendulum swinging amongst the uncertainity of things on one side bound closely to the dependent ones and to those fresh young dreams.. places .. and aspirations. Quite often it becomes insane as for every other question theres a blank space. And for every other aspiration theres a question mark. As if you are destined to be glued to the deserted ground and when you look up the sky is filled with free birds. Yet your state reminds "Dare you think of flying?"
With every passing minute the glue turns harder and your feet bound more! What would you do? Wonder if this could all end .. possibly end with me. Then theres the so called laws, the laws of karma which drag you back as you find no sense even in the end. Ahhhhh.... i wish i had words.
You cant continue living, glued on to the ground as it hurts. You cant possibly breathe, for everytime you look up to the sky, the free birds remind you of your state of being prisoned. You swing between freedom and bondage, till a point where the freedom once inspiring turns depressing. Theres nothing .. not even "why me?"
You cant stop living.. Can you? You search .. search for that element, even if thats mere thought. I have been a lil more than lucky though ..
The element stays all the while as you live. And everytime the element smiles, the smile propagates within you. The element interacts, shares, listens, comforts. The element redefines your perception of the glued state, and turns it into a state of deep contemplation in peace that has been defined for you to rest and breathe the fresh air, watching the birds tell you stories of where they have flown. And things change! You start feeling free.. empowered. Till the last day, it was suffocating and this day you wait for the birds to come over, tell you stories. You wait... for them to come back.. you live ..
The "turnaround element" that is, which even with no physical existence makes you live a little longer, makes you wait, makes you dream of great days .. and you start making wishes .. which you never dared ..
The wishes pile up to form a beautiful tree over a period of time. And with each passing day an unconscious belief takes over. A belief that it would happen. You would be there on the hilltop on a long drive with the setting sun ... A belief that drives you to live each day. Now as I look back I wonder how strong it was.. yet at this moment am convinced that belief does turn things. Makes you live, helps you surpass all possible pains ... everything .. Gives you a dream.
Days do come when the wish unfolds and you are amazed to see at how it does.
The sun milds down, never as hot and burning as it was 2 hours ago! things happen on time, it rains just enough to let go on the conversation... the moon, the common friend dissappears .. you stand on the edge of a cliff facing the setting sun with the wind blowing touching the face, sorrounded by green! you are made free of your priorites! ... wishes once placed on the wishtree seem to happen .... seems as if the script has been authored and things unfold the way it was .. the unfolding experience i call it!
The element stands beside embracing you like no one has done ever before .. yet with a distance .. it stares and wonders at your silence. The silence emerging from a reflection of the past, a time when you had nothing and the present, a time when you are gifted an ocean where a drop was all you seeked for. The heart cries with an unmasked joy .. lips go bound, tears dont roll for the elements smile propagate :) ....
At times you do fall in short of tears probably as life unfolds, and when things seem to end, subconsciously you might just be at a magnificient beginning. What say dear?
A billion things come into mind of which a million are unrelated, a hundred related but one being persistent, as to how would i ever if at all can, serve the element that made me free. Gifted a lifetime. Or is it that am destined to be indebted for life....
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