In the fast pace of life , we have forgotten to breathe and pause for a while.To standstill and appreciate the music nature or notice our own breath ,the minute rhythmic beats of our hidden heart and appreciate the gift of being birthed.
Isn't life precious and mystic enough to let it go so easily without doing any introspection? Violence, Hatred, Gender Abuse, Harassment, Exploitation,Crime,Killings, Wars, Conflicts, Suppression..Oh ! Wait, Pause ! Hold your breath.
Remind yourself you are a HUMAN . A LIVING SOUL. A FLAME OF LIFE,
A WICK OF ENERGY AND POWER!
Oh! Who has the patience to hear the lilting tunes of a lone nightingale
Or whether of the solitary brook moving past the stationary rocks
Who has the dearth to glimpse the fresco etched in love on walls
Of that echoing alley from history
Or relish the beauty of words dancing up and down from the stars to the depth of
Those which exuberate senses and bring nostalgic reminiscences
Or which tirelessly disseminate fragrance into our breath as our lips fumble and utter
The beautiful juxtaposition…
So who has the patience to absorb the drops the nectar showered every moonlit night
Onto the surface of earth and our dead structure
Or to watch a new sprightly leaf flutter with gust of air
How often the walls of a temple and cross of synagogue grieved
with the kabbalistic stone and the water from zam zam
voiced have the millions through their lives
the value of acceptance and surrender…
yet deafened they live pulling shrouds of limited perception
where dangles the rusted lock in apprehension
lost is the key and lost is the urge to search for freeing self
from confined kingdoms
Who will have the patience to see the radiance of the new morn
Impregnated with richness of life and nature?