The Journey

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Due credit goes to him for this beautiful picture 

and I thank him  for the permission granted to use this picture.

Another day, a different day

it is just another day but a different day

filled with memories eternally enshrined

the care the love the look the unconditionality

that lived for decades is now gone.

the twirl of thoughts, beyond help takes me to

I try to evade, yet the shadows of thought follow me still

impossible indeed the memories cherished

to simply vanish without leaving trails in the air.

it is just another day but a different day.

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Being alone and loneliness

Half of my life is spent being alone, and I enjoy that existence very much. It gives me time to ponder, to understand, to view and review life from many different angles.Being alone, I cherished that moment most and it gives me the energy needed, the motivation needed, the courage to fight off the fear and many more.But that doesn't mean that I don't have friends. I do have many friends, but only one true friend (Venus) who truly understands me, perhaps better than I understand myself. I appreciate her friendship very much.

But, it is the loneliness that kills me hard. It murders me out-rightly. In solitude I am one with the Universal Energy, called God by many. When I am alone, I am the thoughts, emotions and the desires that guide me to evaluate my presence here. But, in loneliness I am a dead tree. I do not grow. It adds pain. It adds worries.

Loneliness is a world totally different from being alone.It speaks a dangerous language. A slip into that can be fatal for many. Two powers that stands opposed to each other. One builds, another one kills.

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Call It By Any Name.....

There is this energy

By many names, one chooses to call

By many terms, one chooses to describe

This energy is always the same.

Beyond the veiled consciousness

And beyond the veiled unconsciousness

This eternal energy exists unchanged

Symbolized by names and forms.

Known as God to many around the world

It is the power where lightning gain the brightness

It is the power where thunder thunders with might

This energy energizes everything in this universe.

Science vows to unravel the mystery of this Mighty One

But, at each layer they stop only to marvel the ceaselessness

Of this power, which synchronizes the universe in perfect order

And permeates the macrocosm and microcosm of this existence.

I do not believe that such a magnificent splendorous energy

Be bonded by religious, traditions, race and languages

Like colors of many kinds the flower comes forth in the garden

Likewise the existence folds and unfolds in myriad exhibition.

I believe in this energy that walks the space with love

Casts its gaze on each and all without a second’s absence

I believe not the God that speaks through volumes of printed materials

Yet remain handcuffed within the borders of one religion.

The grandeur power that underlies the passivity of creation

The unifying power that sustains the activities in creation

That energy by any name one may call does not change by praises

But by firm resolute and immersion in love we may understand a little.

Spanning various times and climes it remain ever the same

Not colored by the powers that convert humankind into selfish creatures

Rather remain there witnessing the flow with grace unknown to us

This is one energy many may deny yet silently living with it.

To fathom this unfathomable mystery of this eternal sustainer

The mind needs to steadfastly remove the thorny desires

And together the remnants of the past pains too must be plucked

Then to our little understanding the mystery of God will dawn

Just a peep into that, changes take place in our lives

Miracles we call it to meet our understanding.

God, indeed a mystery, compassionate mystery

Not a being, not a thing, but, everything.

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Clouding desires

Beat the night that howls like wolf

Let in the light that brightens the soul

Life has its maze to drive us crazy.

As you beat the howling night away

The drudgery hankering, unto graveyard we drive away

Dissolving the maze before the dawn of haze.

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Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis

Dreadful diagnosis

To tell is a burden

To spell is a hell

To remember is a dark spell

This word kills one

Sooner, before the treatment.

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