silver lining

in our relationships and day-to-day interactions with people around us, we go through so much personally.. sometimes there's so much ugliness remaining within us.. where we get up feeling so much lesser a person than we are.. this bitterness can't be helped, it's not conscious, but it does sour something within us.. and then we feel this one touch.. it could be anyone.. and it renews our faith in humanity
and we get up feeling whole again.. just one touch and so much healing.. where at last we can see the beauty within.. one person who enters and lights up one corner leaving a pervasive glow everywhere.. helps us see the beauty both within and without.. this is what friendships are all about.. not just between friends but any relationship whatsoever.. a touch that leaves us feeling good about ourselves and everyone around too..

Someone just asked me if pain and joy don't go hand in hand and if we shouldn't rejoice in both.. there is this one image that keeps coming to mind and which
just won't leave me alone.. it's like a hole-filled door.. you see the holes and they seem ugly to you and you need to fill them up till you see the light filtering through them.. chinks of light giving a 'divine' look, a beauty unimaginable.. which wouldn't have been there but for the holes.. which is not obvious in the sunlight itself.. we never appreciate the sunshine as much as those rays of light hit us
with their beauty.. we take the sunshine for granted.. and if we try to block those holes.. would we ever be able to enjoy that beauty.. should we close our hearts
to shield ourselves from pain.. wouldn't that somewhere stop us from feeling at all.. so yes.. each is a part of life.. I once saw all these clouds.. at dawn.. each glowing with sunshine at it's ends.. it looked beautiful absolutely, and all I could think was the sunshine did reach them.. why do we always simply think of clouds shadowing our horizon.. ominous.. depressing.. why do we never perceive this image.. the light that finally does manage to reach through.. even adds to their beauty as you look on in awe..

release can be possible in our lifetimes.. why do we have to wait for 'salvation'.. for freeing our souls.. why not let them soar now, here.. as we live.. after all what
is this 'freeing'.. another life.. another body.. like changing clothes.. but maybe not another set of circumstances and maybe not all the more wiser either.. the same journey all over again till we learn a few more lessons where we gave up earlier.. yes we do fall sick.. we might have infirmities.. we might get old.. but does that necessarily cripple our soul and how?.. this is one part of us that cannot be
touched unless we allow it and it's something that we can heal.. ourselves.. we get old.. but our soul..? no it's like a child learning.. learning these lessons
from life.. and this is something we can constantly enrich and should, because it's our own sole belonging that forever remains with us.. and that we have to work on in each lifetime.. but we give up too soon.. and a release turns into shackles again and again and again.. till we finally realize the key was there with us all along.. if we'd only tried to see it.. turn it and forever be free.. this time in release of our soul one that we ourselves brought about.. unchained melody that our hearts sing with the soul soaring free, full of joy, lost in the rhythm of our own heartbeats..
that feeling of being alive.. rejoicing in life itself..