Any name you might give the meaning still remains "God' then what are we destroying? what are these fights about?
Burning places of Worship who is moving away tom HIM? nothing negates HIS presence and our faith is within.
Different languages, different cultures each gave HIM a name, a face still none sketched boundaries in the sky
still a single heaven remains.
If our souls are meeting there do they to religions subscribe? could we then destroy the very sons we begged for in previous lives!
To save a life sometimes we even have to sever a limb how then are hurtful customs left to fester and bleed?...
How can we blame others for continuously hurting us when we ourselves couldn't care less and continue to
avoid the mirror
and continue to live in self-made hells contented delusions. a false sense of power yes, someone else is to blame
sympathizing with the handicapped
we move on carrying our own crutches.....
For miles i could see the rain and it's tango with the breeze.. Veiled in heavily Layered Sheets..
Filtering teasing Glimpses of varying silhouettes that lure with intrigue.. the fog embraces the hills under a thick blanket rising leaving deepening hues behind..
Revealing Tiny Droplets of water swinging on flowers in glee..
Clouds lie suspended in stupefied adulation..
Unconscious of the strong buffeting winds. Rooted..
Till that last glimpse..
Birds fly home.. Some sitting on wires enjoying the peace and a last tete a tete before sleep..
Some thoughts become the watering grounds that ripple across our minds..
Nurturing
unknown
moments with
renewed life..
you walked away from our 'truth' a Long time ago struggling to negate every aspect of us possible..which painfully leaves us shadows that we need to avoid.. that we are unable to face.. while i still search.. and still hurt. in glimpses of that shadow.. afraid so afraid to look into your eyes..
why are there such severe stress levels..
a void.. an emptiness.. like we are on this journey and we need to move real fast.. but we will stop at some point when we have
achieved everything
we want. and then we will try to find the answers our soul seeks. never really
finding that moment..
as it buries under all
the accumulated
ailments we invite
daily. into our lives…
Education has become a point in percentages and good marks instead of the awareness the learning the nurturing it should have been.. Children are tortured unknowingly at times as we put them up as exhibits..
Instead of empathizing with their plight saying it's okay - They are more important than the results they bring in.. We put them at the stake of our pride and joy.. Jewels we are blessed with.. Always missing the beauty of that uncut diamond which we chiselled..
Unfortunately sometimes.
Maybe into nothing...
Every thought that crosses our mind can create our reality but we get to choose the ones we want to highlight or delete..
I can see the footprints of the wind race across the sea..
Jumping. Holding hands.. In waves of exhilaration..
The wind howls in angry protest for none can hear the breeze.. Pushing and shoving and hitting all in its way. Attuning every sense to its angry protests.. Tired of remaining invisible unseen. It twirls sheets of rain into whirlpools of mayhem.. Racing heartbeats witness this grandeur. What eyes can grasp only in aftermath..
Bending Nature to its will.. leaving glorious impressions of its physical presence.
Every moment has the potential to hold a handful of
"divinity"
wrapped in affirmation of the
miraculous.
