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The Sky and the Sea are boundary-less,
Neither is defined by the start or the end,
They have no shape nor any definite form,
So how can they have a center?
But still they are so center-ed in their approach,
Their energy is a blessing for one and all,
It is the focus not the centre that matters,
Today When we see so much suffering in the world,
Perhaps it is because of our Self-centered approach.
#focus # selfless. # help
#Daily Prompt. Center
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It is the flower which beholds the eyes
It is the fragrance which tantalize the senses
It is the leaf which is soft to touch
It is the stem which is strong to hold
But it is the thorn which bring out the blood
That pain teaches us caution
It preaches to chose with care
Life is indeed a mix of flowers and thorns
That is why it gives Joys and pains
“M”
Every step I take it may be of some worth
A milestone may give me courage to move ahead
One step wrong and all is gone
So I contemplate my every act
In this journey of precious life
But one day I got tired of so much stress
And seriously looked at myself
The seriousness with which I analyzed
I finally realized Life is just a matter of breath
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Oh dear life really what you are?
Nothing tangible or touchable,
You never make-up your mind,
One way or the other,
You may say there is only one way,
But never reveals what awaits me,
Everytime I feel confident of my footstep,
You through a new challenge towards me
But have you realized from my point of view?
Even in the sleep I am always on my toes,
Pleass have a good look at yourself,
Your playing with us lesser mortal,
Leading to nothing but an end,
An END where neither i nor you
Neither of us is going to wins.
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Ignoring the capacity of drawers and shelves space
We think It has unlimited storage place
We keep putting things in ever nook and corner
And one day when it can hold no more
Silently collapse leaving behind a scattered mess
Then we realise nothing we stored was needed
It was only our mindless hoarding
May be because we had a place to keep
We burnt our energy and valuable resources
Just to satisfy our ego which always crave for more
This is how we look at life ,-a Space
Filling it with unwanted feelings and emotions
Increasing unhappiness by not letting anything go
And when it is time to go we leave with a burden
Except a lucky few who kept the space uncluttered &pure
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Image courtesy Magic- realism Artist Suman Gupta ( http://www.sumangupta.com)
The beauty of life is it’s silent path
There are no sign-posts no directions
Hardly any benchmarks set to look upon
No indicators to right or wrong
Life is also the journey towards the end
It is so mystic and so profound
It’s delicate existence can vanish anytime
Without a trace or a warning or a sign
One day quietly IT (life) asked me to listen
I was let into the secret of my being
Be the reason of others happiness not pain
Be a reason of others laughter not tears
Be the light in others dark hours
And you will see my (life) radiance all around you
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(Painting image courtesy .Artist Suman Gupta  )
AÂ silence with a vibration of it’s own
All eyes looking at the door
Some patiently waiting
Some whispering to each other
Some excited to be meeting him first time
Long hair tied loosely
Eyes hidden by dark glasses
Smile illuminating the persona
He enters the room
Shattering the image of Guru
Disappointing many a few
He may hug you or shake hands with you
If you touch his feet he will bless you lovingly
He is not bound by the image of Guru
He may play cricket or crack a joke
He may play with a child
Sit with a teenager and share his concerns
He breaks all myths of a Guru
When he asks you what you want from me
For I can give you nothing and want nothing from you
He further shatters the Image
But that is only for people who can not see beyond
People who are sleep -walking and want to follow blindly
He is not for the followers who follow like a sheep,
He is like a flowing river who will let anyone in
But there are few who love him unconditionally
Those are the one who may find Mohanji
His simplicity of thoughts & path of pathlessness
His consciousness connect is so real
Even without being there with you he is with you
But he is not a Guru who preaches or teaches
Today I thank HIM for holding my hand
At the same time letting me explore
I am still a wanderer but with a difference
Now I am fearless maybe not hundred percent
But better than what i was before
Mohanji, simply Being in my life you have blessed me
And helped me to stay in NOW
​I am like Salt & Sugar without ego,
Dissolving into many flavours of life,
Yet have an identity which is only mine,
My flexibility is not my weakness,
It is the strenght of my character,
It liberates me yet not let me lose my uniqueness .
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No one has the multi-dimensional power than our O,
It symbolizes the negative and the positive,
The life starts from it but The sentence ends with it,
Success is defined by it’z count on the right of 1,
But The students dread it in it’s unit form,
From Moon to *Chappati it signifies perfection,
On Woman’s forehead it is symbol of elegance,
“OM” The powerful chant of SHIVA starts with O .
*The Indian bread
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Walking along the sea shore
The waves caressing my toes
Gentle sounds soothing my soul
Today the quietness seemed so loud
Every few steps I paused and looked around
The tears flowed gentle merging with their destiny
My bowed head thanking them for cleansing me
Setting Sun slowly turning me to just a shadow
I listened to the whisper of wind playing gently
The heaven reflecting it’s silver sheen
Looking at the vastness in front of me
Searching the hidden desperately
My eyes pleading to the. sea
To reveal it’s secret of such generosity
How Countless living within so harmoniously?
And it’s beauty of still being so FREE
Nothing dilutes me nor changes me
They are external to me, so I am free
The secret was revealed so simply
All along there was no one but me
No other being had the power to be me.
I rejoiced and cherished the beauty of new ME
Finally i felt Free, free and FREE
In the World of Thoughts 