There is a Difference

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LiveLifeGrand&Deep

There is a difference.
In living to make it look like
To be seen a certain way
To be remembered a certain way
To be talked about a certain way

And

Actually living the life exactly
As what would be seen and talked about
Only because that is the only way
That is skilled and known to live.
There is a difference.

The difference is
Vexed exhaustion
And
Calm conviction.

The difference is
Unknown inner suffering
And
Chosen wise suffering

The difference is
Mind maddening rush & fall
And
Heart exalting ebb & flow

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Just wanting to be Seen

Through the words
Through the face
Just wanting to be Seen

Through the silence
Through the emotions
Just wanting to be Seen

Through how we dress
Through how we stress
Just wanting to be Seen

Through the efforts
Through the turmoil
Finally not caring to be Seen

Through the Self that emerges
Just feeling and Being
From behind those curtains
As if just peeking …

Suddenly you are the Presence
You are the Beauty and Brilliance
Made invisible all this while
Through all the trial
Just wanting to be Seen …

The electric Truth

There are some days when
I reach for my electric blue eyeliner
Or sometimes my bright red lipstick
I feel that either of those would make me happy today

And they do!
Once I am done wearing them though
I cannot really see either for myself.
What really makes the difference then?

I suppose so it is with the Choice of living your Truth
Every single day, every single moment
Once you are done choosing them
You don’t see the difference for yourself …

P.S. – I have no idea what category to put this in …it doesn’t feel like prose, nothing rhymes and it is definitely more than few lines …I am going ahead with the category of rhymes for now, as the thought felt rhyming to me but the words didn’t. What do you think?

True Story

Habit is but a smile
As it is never out of style
True story is in the eyes
They don’t hold any lies

Habit is but our appearance
Worldview is it’s dependence
True story is in the grace
That harmony brings to the face

Habit is but a service
Flows without avarice
True story is in the heart
What is felt but blocked

Habit is but the noise
Seems to come with no choice
True story is in the silence
Shows you your resilience

Habit is but a desire
Sometimes no less than a fire
True story is in the meaning
The desire is really seeking

Habit is but our comfort
At any cost we ‘d import
True story is in the courage
With which reality we forage

Habit is but our human-ness
Begs for our kindness
True story is in the Soulness
That brings us closer to wholeness

 

 

Tall & Small

The following wise words come from my 10 year old son 🙂  It shows his innocent reflection on his journey of acceptance about being the shortest around, for his age.

You are tall because
You can reach very high places
You are small because
That’s just how you are

You are tall because
You can reach your dreams
You are small because
That’s just how you are

You are tall since
You look very strong
You are small since
That’s just how you are

You are tall because
That’s how it feels
You are short since
That’s just how you are!

By SANVED DOSHI

 

 

Just wanting to be Seen

Through the words
Through the face
Just wanting to be Seen

Through the silence
Through the emotions
Just wanting to be Seen

Through how we dress
Through how we stress
Just wanting to be Seen

Through the efforts
Through the turmoil
Finally not caring to be Seen

Through the Self that emerges
Just feeling and Being
From behind those curtains
As if just peeking …

Suddenly you are the Presence
You are the Beauty and Brilliance
Made invisible all this while
Through all the trial
Just wanting to be Seen …