I heard you say the Truth

I heard you say the Truth.
 
They say it ends. Everything that begins will have to face it. It is the ultimate truth, yes, death is. But is it really?
 
Why does one hope then? Why is there a belief, a truth that empowers one to rise whenever they fall?
 
That what has gone, does it fills the emptiness?
 
An empty road on a hillside seems endless and you hope.
 
The sun sets down and the brilliant golden colour makes the eyes wet and you believe.
 
You see a butterfly loving a flower, a laugh nearby and then you share the smile…and you breathe in the truth of lifetime.
 

 

Orange black butterfly, orange love.
Image by JL G from Pixabay

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Walk to Know

When burning in anger
Just let it go
When a mirror cries
Just let it go
When you feel the cage
Just let it go
When loneliness says hello
Just let it go
When the colours elope
Just let it go
When life tries
Just let it show
Hope is all you need to know

The Leaf said Amen

A leaf once wished
 
                  to be green
                  to be yellow
                  to fly
                  to be dry
                  to allow a spider to spin a web
                  to give a cocoon its bed
                  to fall on someone’s head
                  to be crushed before it’s dead
                  to feel the wind
                  to be picked up and placed in a book
                  to know an artist and a poet
                  to inspire
                  to make a tree bend
                  to reach a road’s end
                  to be a flower’s friend
                  to touch the moon and the sun
                  to call itself fun
 
It was a lucky leaf after all,
died and got most of the above all.   
 
The leaf said amen.
Image by Lucas Wendt from Pixabay

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A Peek Inside

She is sitting in the sun. Winter times…and you love the golden warmth. Birds are dancing all around, from one tree to another. Fallen dry leaves somehow create music, to which her attention is caught. She enjoys the nature.
A bird flies near her and sits. She tells her about the music, the colour, the magic, the wind, the shine, the fragrance, all about the nature. Bird smiles to sing her the endless saga of nature.
                                        ” Rich green leaves
                                          Happy fresh air
                                          Sounds you hear
                                          Pure magic so near…
                                          …It’s earth my dear.”
Girl lost in these words open her eyes to see the bird fly away.
Happiness enters her, she feels the earth. She laughs and laughs. Her head enters a whirlpool.
She lies down and touches the sky.
She started crying and fell asleep. She had a dream. She saw a golden light turning red and then golden again. She saw purity, smoothness. She saw a feeling dancing madly. She saw innocence. She felt water all around. She saw a hand and she woke up.

Happy Just To Be!

Is it right to be wrong at times and is it wrong to be wrong every time?

If we know everything then why do we crave some things?

Why do we feel bad when someone is negative about us? Why don’t we remember to forgive others?

This is the heaven God created for us and asked us to relish the beauties…. I would love to live it fully, only if I can remember this always…

If I can value that I am not alone… God is in everything around me…

If I can live happily and spread happiness… if I can truly know myself only to know the almighty, God, more…

Happy just to be!

Colourful happy life!
Image by ArtTower from Pixabay

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Shy Mind

Shy mind.

It is all in the mind. It has all the answers. The mind knows the reason behind every silent smile and every moist laugh. It is familiar with the ‘why’ for sadness, ‘what’ for happiness, ‘how’ for a cry and ‘when’ for a giggle- mind knows all these secrets.

But it doesn’t believe in outpouring the magical flavour. The mind is not a show-off, it is just shy.