Broken chord of the song disturbs the harmony synchronized were the notes until the tune fell off the beat! Life plays a duet where we have to sing in accord with the singer of the nature who has the ultimate hand on the chord! Plucks who the strings ripples the water flutters the leaves beats the heart silently on the melodic musical! Being resigned and submissive leaves a blank tone in the birdsong... melodious and philharmonic it becomes when our voice joins in the eternal sinfonia! PHOTOCREDIT:www.sortol.com
My deepest gratitude to Nirvani of http://thecosmicpoet.com/ for considering me worth for this gem of an award!
This award is granted to poets who show a profound understanding of spirituality in their writings.
I would like to gift this special award to the poet who has a divine gift in his words and whose thoughts shine with spirituality! Wendell http://foreverpoetic.wordpress.com
What is spirituality? For me:
“A bud fragrant
discovering to bloom
whilst dangling high up on a branch
or in shrubs crowded prickled with thorns
in waters calm or stagnant
it sways with elegance
untouched by the filthy grunge.
Embracing the light that dawns upon
loving the breeze which touches the petalous form
soaking in rains ,submersing ,
the bud transforms into a precious flower!
- Mystical Allure Award (Nomination) (evaxthepoetess.wordpress.com)
Sans the moistness
of the divine pleasure,
shrunken is the
seared from within
shrivelled and withered
even in deluge of the alluvion.
Like a mirage
the soul is abandoned in the
whirlpool of estranged emotions
in search of an oasis
which quenches its thirsty
Like a dying fish
languishing to be in depths of the ocean
invigorates the dried fins
letting it breath the
Like a maddened lover
searching the true love
in the valleys and deserts
an ephemeral glimpse of
impregnates the dying spirit
Squeezed into the soul of life,
if the drops of divine,
eudemonic and pristine
carry the soul
to the divine kingdom
where heavenly grace
the real ambrosial deified!
Written for Trifecta writing challenge http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/2013/04/trifecta-week-seventy-four.html
A story of every soul who took his time to realize the true self within!
As a child you had learnt, ne’er believe on what you hear,
Trust the eyes what they see,envision the reality,
you grew up with the beliefs so firm
were they false or you insecure—
You questioned every word you learnt,
never convinced as you were stubborn—
Hard-work,wine,efforts are mine,
Why on earth then God should be given time?
Who is he that I need to knoweth,
Neither I cared nor I bothered to the namesake—
Years later ,life changed,
stumbled I , limped as I stood awake,
I was alone,to my surprise,
everyone thanked God
for the extended time…Awestruck I inquired ,
heard the lines,
I had been dead since ages,
Now my soul is back
I am fine, I am alive…
Tears flooded my eyes and heart,
I looked up in the sky
filled with ecstasy
forgetting the self I got lost
in the grace of the Supreme Lord!
In voice against the shocking incidents happening
around the globe disturbing peace and humanity.
A hail for peace!
With tribute to the recent Boston incident!
Caged within the bars of peculiar whimsies, suffocated with intoxicating demeanor, strangled is the humanity dried and withered of its blossoms... For loss of lives, countless,endless in far east or western stretches, responsible , the merchants of blood who spifflicate the atmosphere wrecking the idols of nature... Every eye watches and weeps, an injury or scar that is hurting deep , whether explosions in the land of oil, or another on the streets that shine... Chaos, sadness,angst nurtures, what hath we done O! My brothers, Did thou not send you to live and love for we are the children of one How doth you forget and ruin, the statuette of humanity on earth!
A beautiful fawn loses its way in search of the eternal musk while running through the dense woods where the dawning sun appears like dusk! Where do you go, O! innocent one on the bejewelled treasure hunt the fragrance that pervades in the air dwells in your bosom! Bewildered it looks eyeing leaves of every branch dismayed with the futile effort the little fawn exhausts! Whilst on the trail mustering courage endlessly it runs and wails for the clueless chase of the cosmic essence... Delicate legs, ache and stumble rests the fawn in the jungle, the breeze changes its direction in dilemma the fawn ponders! O! lovely fawn!The sweeter one why do you get wandered amidst the thick forest... you can never discover the origination... Sit quietly in peace ! my child! I dwell within your core, close your eyes to find the mystic that gets revealed in tranquil .
Through the transparent glass I view
A glimpse of virtual life,
disguising as an enrapturing astral
Transcending from the sky…
The Milky way lights the darkened path
For the star to travel down
that descends with million sparkles
From the magnificent heaven….
A predestined womb awaits the ephemeris
The soulful life to be absorbed
Into an existence
For miracles to flow …
Emanating from the origin of universe
The divine soul radiates
manifests the Absolute
Embodying as the child
of a graced woman
who is blessed
by the Supreme Creator himself!
In the air which I breathe,
I can experience the nostalgic feel,
when I walk across the glowing shrine,
that lies majestically beside the water…
The morning Azaan wakes my soul
as if I was in my country’s soul,
the huge gigantic structure stands
overpowering the weakened thoughts….
the minarets reinstate the presence
of the UNIVERSAL Creator as the lifegiver
reassuring the feeble mind
there is a mystery that is eternal
and flows with time…
Whether I kneel in front of my lord,
or I stumble near a church
If I see through the beauty of the mosque,
I find HIM in every place
reigning the millions of heart along
he dwells in every breath of mine
like the air I breathed with time,
whether I hear a devotional song,
a carol of the Christmas,
or Allah in Quran!
Which way my love… went
how far has he walked,
was there anyone
on the path
to see if he is tired or doused?
Along the coastlines,
trodding through the deserts,
climbing the peaks
resting under trees …
in the eternal quest
he walks miles innumerable
unaware of the surrounding
storming or the calm weather?
Did he found the right direction
did he walked the destined way?
on the conjecture
could he decide
which one was the ideal path to trail?
Weeks and months past
I sit and ponder
beneath the glowing sunshine
beside the splashing waves
how is the love of my life
in the journey of finding self?
Did he encounter the riches
of the heaven
or experience the vibrations
of his soul himself?…
Will he accomplish in achieving his goal
for finding his true self
As the path of living and livelihood
challenges the human
with a mammoth role to test !
With my eyes closed I remember ,
“The journey of the seeking is within the depths of self,
amidst the chores of the life
disentangling the bonds
remaining in a state of calmness
seeing the universe with eyes of the beloved God! “
Beneath the peepal tree
sat a monk
Searching for the Ultimate truth
in the depths of time for long!
Death he saw everywhere
bidding adieu a normal fare
or torn destiny…
in the end of the journey
departs the body ! “
Doubts and queries
confused his intellect
perplexing his soul
a palace of riches
a kingdom of wealth,
Sacrificing the desires
that we love,
setting afoot when young
he went in search
for the Real One….
The path unknown took days
nearer he came to the Absoluteness of nature,
yet remained away from
the drops of Grace…
continuing his persistent attempt…
The gracious moment soon arrived,
the truth got revealed by Divine
enlightened his soul and mind….
Preached the world
the path of love
“Nirvana“, he became,
the Enlightened one…