One Soul one body
Staying together like breath
But never meet, WHY ?
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HAIKU #152 & 153
Drop by drop falling Vanishing again unseen
Rejuvenating
My soul drenched in love Every drop seeping slowly
Filling emptiness
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Contemplating………
Is it wrong ?
To
Extend help without other person’s express permission
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On World Happiness day
Happiness is like a beautiful butterfly
Fluttering it’s wings
Not staying long at one place
Running after it is fruitless
Happiness is a journey not a destination
It is state of being
How can we achieve “IT” ?
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A year – before and today – I
The chaos of early 2020 when the reality of pandemic hit the world and same times in 2021.
What has changed ?
Many precious lives were lost during the course of this one year. There have been tears of pain and despair of not been able to say goodbye to the loved ones who lost their lives
Then again tears of joy and gratitude of holding loved ones who made it through.
The sheer resilience of mankind has created a new world to survive and thrive. It is combined brilliance of the minds , working overtime to find the solutions and the cure.
The result -Today we have VACCINE. There may side effects , but still it is better then having nothing. Lot of People may be apprehensive about it’s long term effects etc and not coming forward to get their jabs. What happens down the road no one knows. What happens TODAY is important.
The pandemic and the Tsunami of pain and destruction it brought taught many lessons.
For me it is :
“Humans are the most vulnerable of all and need a balanced ECOSYSTEM to survive. “
What is your thought , please do share.
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Contemplating…..
Giving in is not an option
Even if is easier
To
Let others take control
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Inspiration-Guest post
You were there, sitting on your bed silently …
Like a bird waiting for Spring
The small hospice room where they put you
Looks like this branch of chestnut tree.
Your withered hands hook in their language
Your attachment to the world, your desire to leave a mark
To the time that goes by, and your words reflect your will
To trust God, who knows your soul.
At 97, you spend days
Far from Italy that you left behind
You’re going to fall asleep in this distant land
Whose language or saints, you don’t know .
Sweet soul, sweet woman, so withered and serene
God was injected into your veins
You radiated kindness and patience
I was learning in silence, a lesson in existence
Poetry by Christine Frechatd
Christine is a woman par excellence. She lives in Pittsburgh owner of Art Gallery. To know more about her please check out
HAIKU #151 Searching……
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Contemplating….
The strongest at the same time weakest part of our existance is
” Our FRAGILITY “
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HAIKU #149 & 150 Companions
The sea side window
Flowing chilly winter breeze
Soulmates -ME and I
Fragrance of winter
Longing for mountains silence
Talk to me again
Living in Desert, longing for the Snow-capped Himalayas , held back by what ?
May be destiny
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In the World of Thoughts 