Shivers of sunshine

Seeing the hues of Dawn seeping deep into the heart of a blushing sea, i can only imagine the depths people are coloring us with, for aren't we too becoming mere mirrors, reflecting all that we see, identifying with all that we see, manifesting all that we see..

It never fails to fascinate those shivers of sparkling sunshine, as the sea dons dresses of spun gold and shimmering diamonds showcased royally by her..

I find Language fascinatingly wondrous and magical, as it translates in hearts with a fresh and unique meaning

Lockdown has given us the eyes, the time, to see things differently. Everyone says there are more birds around, but i feel they were always there, we were too rushed to see. Now we have parrots as friends, guests that energize and uplift as we happily feed them. Beauty and attitude factors majorly in our lives, even our attention towards birds proves that to us.

Becoming the light

Just when i think i have the got the right shade of color, it moves into another shade. Such is the brush of this divine painter, as it fills hues of sunshine into every Dawn.

I love the present - a gift from God

Watching this lone star in the pitch dark sky uplifted my spirits with shades of inspiration and hope. In the hues of darkness there are some who go completely blind, unable to even imagine coming out of it. Some freeze in the dark but wait for things to change.. some expectantly look towards an imagined light, knowing its there.. and some focus within, becoming the light, shining brightly for themselves, a beacon for the rest of the world.

Seeing the racing shades playing catch across the field of the sky, my heart feels ready to burst with emotions hard to contain, a confluence of love and joy  that compels me to rise so early, but despite this feeling, this treasured moment, this divine gift given freely, unconditionally, we walk away into dawns of sleep, taking for granted it will always be there, indulging comfort and inertia in spoilt petulancy, ignoring what we have, unappreciative, we curse life, we yearn for luxuries that cost dear, we earmark our worth and value financially, we wallow in loneliness and rue not having anyone or ever being loved. And Nature continues to woo, and love and enrich despite all our ignorance.

As the eagles fly high proudly declaring their domain, swooping down on anyone who dares defy them, and the parrots race each other screaming in glee, and the crows clean and feed themselves, and the sparrows hopping playfully, playing fly-catch, calling out with their happy trill.. declaring their needs in no firm litany, i wonder at their freedom, their unquestionable rightfulness in Nature, and our acceptance and enjoyment of it all. 

Geometry in the sky

The sky dreams serenely under its blanket of stars.. which dawn transforms bit by bit into changing hues of rose and pearl.. an array of irresistible colors that enliven.. energize.. uplift.. shades of joy.. shades of love.. shades of sunshine.. the eagle police is sternly flying high and low, daring anyone to invade their proud kingdom.. and parrots race screaming with laughter, a marathon across the skies.. forming unbelievable acrobatic feats.. breaking into unnamed figures in the sky.. like excitable children rehearsing geometry on way to school.. writing myriad poems in our hearts.. songs of color.. lyrics of joy.. can life be perpetually beautiful in our minds.. what worlds are we constructing every moment.. if history seeps as bricks in these constructions, then why do shades of joy vaporize, or get overcome by bitterness, remorse or wistful regret.. if life is in this moment, then why not blast all constructions.. and enjoy this open space..  the sun rose with this thought.. as if blessing my first step into reality.. this parrot is screaming incessantly to capture my attention.. and this crow.. vying in bursts of energy.. and the eagles calling out to them as they fly in circles.. making me smile.. 

Orange and pink

The sun has brushed streaks of orange and pink across the canvas of the sky.. and the sky transforms itself to complement this magical painting with changing hues of blues and Gray.. it is a really difficult time for the entire world because of covid, making it a blessing to be able to breathe in the open without a mask.. nature blushes and blooms, in ecstatic joy, in our perceptions.. experiencing maybe for the first time shades of the sky.. shapes of cloud.. sounds of birds.. touch of the breeze.. taste of silence.. fragrance of love.. sultry coolness in the breeze lulls.. revives.. teasing the presence.. of unseen treasures.. of love.. of divinity.. of strength.. Faith..  happiness.. a list reaching into infinity.. mocking our loneliness.. our sadness.. our devastation.. our lack.. for everything ever dreamt or thought avers it's presence within.. the sun rises slowly.. laughing in the face of our frantic search for matching the exact color.. to the shades of life.. radiating fresh meanings into the word sunshine.. 

Wolf Moon

The sky woke up to a pearly sheet of moonset, as it stood there, pregnant with love and purity.. fingers of moonshine lightly kissing the night awake.. a miraculous sight, the rose undulating with pearl to divine music, moving deep into the hearts of the sky and sea.. making these parrots go wild keeping tempo with their version of songs.. flying into confounding streaks of colors and moves.. and the crow calls out declaring its invite.. and sparrows skip around chiding its grumpy staccato.. what gifts this dawn unveils.. gifts that break into individual songs.. as they play to the lyrics in our hearts.. every morning i fall in love.. but stepping into the day creates fresh spaces, that consume with passions and myriad affairs. Does the present consume me.. should i lose myself in it.. experiencing the fresh wonder within.. with all my senses.. with complete attention.. as it was meant to be.. the entire creation exists in this moment.. this moment holds our own identity.. this moment experiences divinity.. this moment is all there is.. our only reality.. this moment sees us asleep.. this moment awakens our being.. is that why i feel compelled to imbibe these images.. these pearly and orange orbs.. 

Tiny arteries

the sun has yet to come out.. the sky looks overcast with half a blanket of grey unbroken cloud cover.. the birds seem to be calling out to the sun earnestly.. and here it comes.. a beautiful diffused orange.. piercing the grey.. muted.. complementing the mood of the sky.. waves of clouds reflecting in its hushed visage.. slowly it rises.. a poetry in motion.. a song in the sky.. a melody .. a painting.. a beautiful orb that calls out for a glimpse at its soul.. a core that speaks to us.. enjoys the happiness in our eyes.. eyes that are always shut in deference to its brilliance otherwise.. the wires stretch across the roofs of the buildings like tiny arteries connecting the life of the city.. there is so much i need to learn.. but for that i need to practice not rush across the hurdles of my mind.. everyday a new resolve.. everyday a new justification.. we are very good lawyers.. and have the power of conviction..so lets just fight our own case now..

Cloud veils

the sun has not yet risen.. the skies have been really clear for quite some time but today i could see myriad shapes in the sky.. wisps of clouds forming a palanquin here.. a crown there.. in lazy preparation of the regal greeting.. or maybe they enacted in their fluid movements of the great things to come.. flocks of birds streak past forming changing patterns in the sky.. mute art that stirs the heart.. and speaks to the soul.. the sun is coming out now.. as the clouds make way.. like grey curtains slowly parting to welcome the guest of honor.. a veiling and unveiling.. like a teasing love affair in the sky.. the sun peeps out.. and the clouds race to embrace protectively.. now i can see the orange globe shining brightly.. and the clouds race on the wind.. forming a seamless boundary wall.. such a lovely veil.. such an ethereal glow.. such a song in motion.. this orange unveiled orb.. its a beautiful sky.. the clouds gliding on a lazy breeze.. and the sun enjoying the antics of its family.. emanating a pink glow.. an orange diffused light.. hushed muted hues of love.. indulgent of the hands of the clouds holding each other in this little game.. a veiled sun blushing.. radiant.. relaxed.. behind the cloud veils.. 

The third eye

the sun is just coming out with its deep orange light.. looks like a bindi in the sky.. the third eye.. the pride.. the life of our universe.. the color deepens as i eulogize here.. tugging pulling at my heartstrings.. totally in awe of this miracle.. humbled at being a tiny part of this phenomenal vision.. and it rises further.. an inner light glowing pregnant with the need to burst forth.. and spill.. becoming one with everything and everyone.. the fire within burning bright compellingly.. these parrots play around like kids.. flirting with the universe.. seeking attention with their incessant screaming and squealing as they streak across the sky.. confident of their place in the universe.. love their antics.. as they race each other exultantly.. what a way to greet a new dawn.. with such ebullient spirits.. celebrating the freedom within.. but man sits in various preoccupations.. stranger to his legacy.. or his roots

Invisible touch

a beautiful morning.. with the sun rising majestically.. compelling bewitching my heart.. and myriad hearts that perceive this fresh miracle everyday.. mute witnesses that break out into a song that tunes into the language of the heart.. there is a hush.. maybe it is within me.. humbled by this divine experience.. this silent gift that we leave unopened.. shutting the doors and windows of our self.. we hanker after the need of the moment.. unaware of the music of love all around we crave a satiation that we can hold on to.. in the visibility of love hides its invisible touch.. if only we can feel it.. every moment holds the love we seek..the experience of love in a moment.. is more profound than a lifetime of holding on to it.. even the birds echo the hush within.. calling out in muted wonder.. waiting expectantly to hear the song in my heart.. can hear the distant bells ringing in a temple far away.. creating vibrations that beckon us to tune in to a prayer.. a worship.. a sanctity.. a touch..

Mother Earth

feels really special to see the dawn.. the sun rising bit by bit.. with changing hues of heartstopping brilliance.. an orange orb that compels you to live.. to embrace life.. and let go.. mother earth holds us cocooned in its lap.. providing food, shelter, magical wonders, musical visions all around.. only here to woo us.. uplift our spirits.. satiate our souls with love so profound.. that it does not need our attention.. the crows.. the eagles.. the parrots.. the sparrows.. are all vying with each other.. singing their own greeting.. a language that needs no interpretation.. that does not rankle.. only satiates.. their gliding wings helping our spirits to soar freely.. parrots scream for attention.. showing off their vibrant colors as they streak across the sky.. why does it rankle when people do the same.. do we react because we can.. this one parrot seems to be giving out a constant distress call.. as if scolding the crows defiantly.. or is it calling out to everyone to hurry and wish me.. its a beautiful gift to a special day.. my wish is blessings and healing for all the souls in this world.. and profound gratitude to mother earth..

Majestic rise

can hear the birds chirping all around.. the sun donning a beautiful orange robe that deepens with each step.. its so bright orange now.. an ethereal pregnant orb that compels an overwhelmingly magical response.. of hope.. of possibilities.. of joy.. of being invincible.. and of humility.. dont think anyone can remain untouched with this majestic rise.. and we want to pray.. to thank.. to rejoice.. the birds too seem to race across in glee.. showing off their seamless flight.. as they greet each other.. calling out to the world chidingly.. to wake up and be a part of a new dawn.. a new day.. the breeze coolingly touches every part of my skin.. seeking attention.. stamping its unseen presence as an integral part of every moment.. the heartstopping orange has changed to a spreading yellow that defies us to look straight in its splendrous eye.. and i feel blessed and healed.. and humbled and elated.. to be a part of this vision nature paints and serenades afresh everyday.. 

Mysteries and magic

got up at 4.45 only.. i have so many resolutions in my mind.. still searching for that strength to rise above the mundane.. to respond instead of reacting.. to listen more than talk.. to have compassion for everything and everyone.. to comprehend none of this is real.. to know we are all one.. to accept our legacy.. to start walking home.. to have happiness in my heart.. how have i let myself be so weak as to be buffeted with the winds of every moment.. not even trying to hold on or help myself.. cursing, blaming everything around for not helping.. i have all the solutions.. and all the right answers.. just need to pick up a pen and start writing.. it is sheer laziness preventing me from checking myself.. for that frown.. for that rare laugh.. for the love and peace of my family.. myself.. and i continue to walk in this way.. contemptuous of myself yet.. not trying hard enough to find the peaceful joyous loving sanctity in my heart.. its 6.45am and i cant help but write again.. saw the image of a rose in the sky.. an angel bowing in greeting or worship.. and a lying buddha with his whole body glowing with ethereal light.. saw the clouds far to the west, way before i could see the sun come up.. some volcanic.. fiery.. blushing.. diffused.. its like god dancing across the sky holding a brush in his hand.. the clouds in the east slowly lit up.. blushing at the seams.. and now i see the sun just a deep strawberry line.. then two.. then three.. as the clouds ineffectually try to contain it within their folds.. the sun almost taking on the shape of a ship sailing in the sky.. and now a majestic whale.. and now a globe with the political outline of the world.. and now a physical one.. a bowl that glows with mysteries and magic.. mere specks of light.. defying imagination into just three dots.. invisible to the eye.. spreading a pearly sheen all across the sky.. it slowly rises again in the shape of a sea horse.. and now the full glowing burning orb of light.. your eyes shut in deference..

Story world

today is a beautiful sunrise.. the cloud cover made the sun smile.. and now it is dazzlingly up in the sky.. not too many clouds up there today.. have been transported to another world during my walk.. a world of writing letters to my children.. on how to live their life.. i think i should write these open when letters for them to read once i am no more with them.. then i jumped to marriage.. planning venue to designing cards.. laughing at the thought of not including the guys side in my consideration.. for nothing can be done without their inclusiveness.. we have strange stories spinning around in our heads.. and we get lost into those story worlds.. but some we bring back into this one.. and make them real.. there is a golden path glittering in the sea just to welcome the sun.. is it possible to be like the sea.. a mirror to all.. a home to all.. essentially unique.. 

Hammock of thoughts

could not walk or do yoga yday as had a real bad attack of migraine.. the sun is a resplendent orange orb.. the boats the barges all seem to have frozen in place in silent witness to this royal ascent.. the sea blushingly touched by wayward hands of sunshine.. there are dark clouds in the sky.. taking on myriad shapes in their quiet game of dumb charades.. and sometimes random hearts join in trying in exultant discovery of their senses.. spied a huge tortoise in the sky today.. as if trying to say its okay.. slow and steady will win the race.. really need to work on responding instead of reacting to things.. slow down inside.. and bring out the inner glow.. stop trying to put life out there.. to impress others.. be happy in who i am at a given moment.. and if not then try to work on improving myself.. making my conscience the yardstick of my actions.. being strong within.. strong enough to control my thoughts.. to dismiss my thoughts.. to scold my thoughts.. to discipline my thoughts.. to have fun with my thoughts.. to enjoy my thoughts.. to make a world in my mind where i can sit and enjoy the sunshine.. hear the birdsong.. swing on the hammock of thoughts or lie in the lap of nature.. secure.. relaxed.. contented.. loved.. blissful.. peaceful.. at home.. 

Random letters

the sky was so pink in the morning around 6am.. with shapeshifter clouds playing dress up with each other donning dark and light shrouds.. the birds seem really quiet today.. this lady is listening to shri sai namo namah jai jai sai namo namah.. and there is this beautiful fragrance in the air of some incense.. the sun is really high up now.. what has really been troubling me lately is my diet.. it seems to have really increased.. dont know what vacuum its trying to fill.. but i really need to work this out.. am happy in myself.. happy with myself.. singing aloud and dancing in the kitchen.. music sparkles my insides.. undulating the joy into rhythmic carefree moves letting go of the self so tightly held within.. we compulsively don worry like a skin that gives us a sense of being alive.. trying to gauge whatever meaning we can in random letters that spell distress.. 

Sunkissed poetry

 a really amazing breeze is teasing every part of my skin.. cooling it.. touching it.. wooing it.. a sensory pleasure its hard to ever describe.. you just want to be lulled in its embrace.. not let go.. hug it to yourself.. making its presence felt in such a loving way.. always there no matter what.. shivering across every pore as darts of exquisite pleasure.. assailing my senses into wonder and ecstasy.. the sun is high up in the sky.. bold.. bright.. powerful.. touching every bit of visible earth and all in it.. with renewed shades of life.. the breeze writes poetry on my sunkissed skin.. breaking into song sometimes.. dancing merry steps all over and around.. the birds call out softly in reverence to the suns phenomenal presence.. the sky cloudless deep blue.. mornings are amazingly beautiful.. today the sky was a unique shade of orange and red.. we get so irritable about such little things in life.. making ourselves the center of this universe.. and everything about ourselves..

Expression of God's love

have started coming 15mins early to be able to enjoy the sunrise.. which is yet to happen.. it is broad daylight.. but the sun has yet to come out.. the sky is really clear with diffusing shades of red pink and orange from where the sun will rise.. can hear strange bird sounds all around.. saw a crow skiing in the breeze almost.. with both its claws held tightly together and wings widely spread out.. it just let itself go.. enjoying its abandoned flight.. the sun has just come out.. a beautiful orange orb.. compelling.. attracting.. wooing my senses.. to hold on.. to hug.. to let go of myself.. wish i could silence my thoughts.. quiet my words.. and be a child in the lap of nature.. today my thoughts have been really chaotic.. despite the early hours.. i feel we are just too conditioned to think of worse case scenarios all the time.. in order to be better prepared to deal with life.. and that is really messing up the whole environment around us.. unable to think happy thoughts.. we gallop on the back of random thoughts helter skelter.. falling.. hurting.. instead of taming them and enjoying the exhilaration of a great ride.. the sun is really high now.. and i can feel its rays warming every pore holding hands with the cooling touch of the breeze.. laughing.. playful.. exuberant.. nature loves us so deeply.. it just cannot be contained or described in words.. these are the silent relatives.. friends.. playmates.. toys.. vibrations.. that each one of us gets freely.. never alone.. always loved.. nature is the expression of gods love.. the way we show things to our children.. to play.. cajole.. console.. god paints the sky.. plays music over the sea.. dances on the breeze.. creates incessantly vibrant life all around afresh.. 

Strange code

the sky is a diffused orange where the sun is about to come out.. just love this hush.. this music in the air.. the sky vast enough to let so many fly free.. the earth vast enough for every tread.. the sea vast enough to hold a world within its depths.. the breeze talks to us in strange code.. writing a unique song all over our skin.. the sun is coming up now.. i am so in love with this sight.. this presence around me.. unbelievably beautiful.. soothing.. peaceful.. inspiring a dawn within.. of hope.. of love.. of humility.. of wonder and joy.. just hold on to these strains of notes.. stringing music within.. that needs to be felt.. throughout the day.. what a magical sight this round orange pregnant palpable orb is.. seeping into my heart.. in refreshing.. cleansing waves.. a crow calls out incessantly for attention.. light traffic sounds in the background.. and the strains of om sai namo namah walking with the lady on the terrace.. its been a good and tiring day yday.. even though it was a sunday.. everyday we discover new shades of love.. why let them be swamped under the mundane.. the pain.. the hurt.. the trivia.. and it has to be trivia because we forget about what can make us cry buckets today.. every moment bringing a fresh breath.. a breath that learns new words.. a new movement.. sometimes deep.. sometimes shallow.. writing the story of our well-being.. untamed.. imperative.. carelessly ignored.. craving for attention to its miraculous rise and fall.. one crow is screaming and burping at the same time.. 

Radiant blush

the sun has yet to come out.. there are so many things running through my mind.. a yearning to do so much.. but what could be stopping me.. except myself.. and all the pre notions that are there in my mind..believing our own stories, we do not give life a chance to help us be who we want to.. to do what we want to.. so the biggest hurdle in life is our own mind.. the sun is coming up.. a beautiful orange orb that calls out to touch.. to shut your eyes and capture the image for eternity.. a light breaking out from within.. its magnetic.. moving the earth imperceptibly.. every step needing that touch.. that warmth.. that light.. and now the orange has become so full.. ready to burst forth.. burning with so much love.. the sea blushing radiantly deeply as it reaches deep into her.. the birds hushed in complete awe.. coddled in the morning embrace of nature.. enjoying the little kisses of sheer love imprinted all over.. i thank god for letting me comprehend this beauty.. this love.. this wondrous gift to each one of us..

Divine playground

the moon was so beautiful today morning.. reclining on a bed of clouds.. as they tried ineffectually to lull it to sleep drawing cloud covers around protectively.. the moon feels so pure.. it just settles in your heart stringing divine music.. and the sun with its vibrant power tugs at our soul.. awakening our latent potential.. introducing with fleeting glimpses within.. a reflective self equally unsurpassed.. the sun is rising now.. an orange half circle.. peeping out of the arms of the sky.. throwing back the sheets of clouds languorously.. vibrant.. unmatched.. brilliant.. magical.. everyday it pulls me up.. compelling me to rise.. to greet.. to attempt to draw in my words a song.. a melody.. a euphony.. refreshed everyday.. an unquenched thirst.. yearning for another vision.. another song.. a new painting in my soul.. and i know i am loved so much.. secure.. humbled.. that someone can do so much.. every moment a new song.. a fresh vision.. touching me in unimaginable ways.. and we still give up on him.. thinking we are alone.. when this whole world was made into a playground just for us.. we are just not using our senses the way they were meant to.. every morsel untasted.. every note unheard.. every vision unseen.. every moment untouched.. every fragrance unfelt.. every thought unaware.. every lesson unlearnt.. to be happy.. we have to be happy..