Fly Solo!

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Cattle Egret – taking off -By Atanu Chakraborty

When a bird let’s go off the perch …
Does the bird look around for relatives?
Comrades of same feathers to accompany
Does it seek, during flight, some life perspectives?
From a higher vantage point, some harmony

When a bird let’s go off the perch …
Does the bird itself taking flight
Become a perspective?
For those looking up to it

When a bird let’s go off the perch …
It finds the ability to fly above it all
Any kind of wrongness or rightness
Leaving all hesitation behind
Its flight is all lightness
The joy and strength in its wings
A sense of freedom it rings

The ability to fly off the perch in itself
Is a maturity in perspectives
It is the ability to simply Be
Your potential and your joy and your ease

What helps you fly in the first place
Is your letting go in space
Of all that you hold on to
Sometimes it is the need for control
Sometimes the lack of trust
To let go and follow your soul

Perfect Duos

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Photo by Pragalbha Doshi

Amazement & Gratitude

Contentment & Solitude

Accomplishment & Finitude

Refinement & Attitude

Commitment & Certitude

Moment & Quietude

Judgment & Perspective

Alignment & Aptitude

Enlightenment & Fortitude

Detachment & Habitude

I am so amazed of what gratitude can do, and so grateful for the amazements that come my way.

P.S. This came out of some moments of boredom in the day. I would love to know your thoughts, even if you think this was kind of boring 🙂
Peering into the beautiful flowers and then pairing these words did take my boredom away.

 

Living Life Head On

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Take on the Waves by Pragalbha Doshi

When the life waves
Of agony and despair
Rise high in the air

Take them head on
For once, instead of
Escaping ashore until gone

The most arduous choice
Often results in
The most amazing rejoice

Let the wave wash over
A gift of clarity
It will cleansingly shower

A trust that is your inner knowing
Keeps you grounded
While as if almost drowning

Find yourself after
Like-never-before standing
Surviving and refreshfully thriving

 

P.S. Dear Debbie, please accept this poem as my contribution to ForgivingFridays.

Guilty of Solitude?

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My Solitude

…And this came up, as I looked at yet another photo from my personal retreat.

And how long did it take me
To be here and be this
Just be with such joy of being
With myself and that too with no guilt?

And how long did it take me
To realize that being here and being this
Being with myself with such joy
Does not hurt any other role of mine
That it makes me only better in all the roles
That I have been blessed with on earth?

And how long until I was willing to be
In such places and times
That bring up pure gratitude and bliss
These places and these times living in me
In ways that I don’t really anything miss?

And how long until I realized
That I had felt ever so lonely
While in the midst of all crowd
That in solitude I was never really alone?

I have all of so many souls and their journeys living in me
I have become this person made of all of you
That I keep drifting off in this space
Of thoughts & impressions of you all
And then just nothing but this pure space
Of being in this pure space on earth …

The Weeping Soul

Aged Beauty

Aged Beauty by Vikram Phale

We came to birth as babies crying
We grew up to live as humans smiling
Is there anyone else though
Who feels as if the soul is forever weeping?

No respite from this eternal seeking
That seeking itself is the source of ecstasy
The soul is as if the sage aged beauty
Wouldn’t want it otherwise just to make it easy

As the human yearns a sense of belonging
The soul knows what really is the longing
Is there anyone else who feels
As though the soul is forever weeping?

A Wall to Knock on

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Photo Credit : Vikram Phale

 

The wall that keeps them out
Also keeps you in

The rift in the Self is always about
Building one or tearing one down

A wall to keep knocking on
Becomes our frantic escape

From the often tumultuous journey
Through the inner landscape

As if a game of breaking it off in freedom
From the often perceived boredom

The game becomes wonted & imperative
To keep finding a wall to crash into

As if there is no end to the fight in you
So seek it out in everything you walk into

What if we each keep our place
While we intersect in this delicious space

Where we share our appreciation and apprehension
Not needing a wall for separation

The wall that keeps them out
Also keeps you in

 

Dear Debbie, please accept this poem as a contribution to ForgivingFridays. I adore your posts.

Silent Reflection

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Photograph by Pragalbha Doshi

This silence
This silence today
It is a rich one

This silence
This silence in this moment
It is full

This silence
This silence right now
It is empty

This silence
This silence quiet
It is a new one

Heart feels to the brim
Soul seeks nothing
Wisdom knows, this is no whim

My existence wants to stay still
Not reaching nor releasing
Words any don’t suffice or fulfill

All lessons learned until
Are to be made into living
There is no sense of striving

Being with myself isn’t excruciating
Yet this silence is something
That would want to unload some desiring

This silence
This silence today
It is revealing

There is indeed
A contentment underneath
A clarity from without and within