The Cloud

Clouds

Photo: Manish Doshi

My Knowing knows
I am living life the most
My feeling is often as if
I am forever lost

My Knowing knows
I am living my truth
My feeling is often as if
I am forever living a lie

My Knowing knows
I am living at my best
My feeling is often as if
The gap towards it is vast

My Knowing knows
There is nothing amiss
My feeling is often as if
There is something amiss

In my Knowing there is no doubt
In my feeling often hovers a Cloud
The Cloud becomes my mind escape
The Cloud gives me as if a comfort place

My Knowing pulls me out of the conundrum
My feeling tugs at me with fear and care
The Knowing is a spacious freedom
The feeling is what’s scattered in there

This poem is a contribution to ForgivingFridays of ForgivingConnects

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54 thoughts on “The Cloud

  1. Beautiful. Very beautiful. My knowing knows! Love it.

    Feelings can put fear in knowing. But my knowing knows, that even when ferling fears, i know i have overcome many a time before, that my knowing knows that the ferling of fear is a passing cloud, cause i will pass successfully.

    Beautiful post..loved it.. bravo! Encore…👏👏👏

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  2. Perhaps knowing arises from the connection we have to the universe, and feeling comes from the social conditioning we undergo? Which one of us has not experienced inner conflict and wondered who we really are at our core? This is a relatable, thought-provoking piece, Pragalbha.

    Like

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