I get this !
Listen. watch when you can,
interview shortly …
It fell like Rain, not heavy, just light ;
who could have guessed what she survived ? None if us were there,
except the things inside, that broke
it is what is visible to the Opened Eye…
( thank you Sarala J.for being such an amazing girl, for your life that teaches me how to stand tall)
From ‘The Lives Of Others’ … a movie that must be seen…
( sonata for a good man… )
I will not let go of anything
except what I don’t need
to with hold
Am tired of words,
speak to me
with your life
I sat in the sand, sifting,
drizzling the grains
like a child trickles moments,
lost in my minutes of play.
I shoveled ten seconds
I plowed away forty years.
All the while,
As the tide crept in…
As the sun slid to bed…
A day recaptured.
holds the soil with great fists.
We pump them at the fickle sky,
to the music in our loins.
We shake them at the thieves,
the weeds, that infest our DNA.
warms the distant corners of the room,
lights the wick
of faith in one more day.
The root stirs,
The heart awakens once more.
The mind can only Shake its reasoned head.
Conversing with you lord is edge-less words
wrapped with sounds of an Universe, opening,
re- opening my life,
of a book You wrote for me ….
You keep writing for me,
endlessly, as if,
as if there were just one of me to love,
is what prayer means to me…
( This is not another post about India being the most dangerous place on earth for women (UN)
There are some unknown, awesome people in our lives, people we know and do not, that have made existence easier for us. Thank you Dads, brothers, friends, people everywhere and in particular men, who certainly are underrated. YES< publicity works for the bad guys, the yuk stories, the kidnappers and the lecherous. Where are the good guys ? They almost never show up, but they are there, in our homes and lives, in blogosphere and communities around – in simple ways and larger, keeping our Faith in India, as She really is.
May you be noticed, applauded, may you and your tribe increase. 🙂 May you be blessed where you go, may your life be like a Tree planted by Streams of Living Water, bearing Fruit in season and out. May You find Rivers in Deserts, fine orchards in the wilderness. May you be written about in our Childrens’ Textbooks, may streets and highways, towns and cities be named after you…
( Said with smiles, and the uttermost respect ..)
As we hit another milestone of Independence as a Nation, ( 67 ?), may you read this and know you are admired, not just by this representative of the female population of India, but by all of us.
ON COMPASSION & INTELLIGENCE