For Sruthi.....

Mysteries  and darkness 

Twinned together 

'I know i m beautiful ' you said.

Silences sensually erotic,

You turned on the switch , you knew how to use it

and use it well 

With precision in your looks , you fixed it, pinned my attention.

A while later 

The monsoons burst out from the clouds 

Partially spilt from your eyes. 

And, in that downpour 

I saw a little girl

Aloof, in her loneliness

Arguing with the gods, telling them they did'nt exist 

That the pain was as stupid as they were 

They could swallow their lies...

And, it was so easy for her to die.

There....silence again 

Whatever trembled on her lips 

Was no longer a secret 

Whatever made her cry

Made her a Phénix

For Sruthi.

Mysteries  and darkness 

Twinned together 

'I know i m beautiful ' you said.

Silences sensually erotic,

You turned on the switch , you knew how to use it

and use it well 

With precision in your looks , you fixed it, pinned my attention.

A while later 

The monsoons burst out from the clouds 

Partially carried from your eyes. 

And, in that downpour 

I saw a little girl

Aloof, in her loneliness

Arguing with the gods, telling them they did'nt exist 

That the pain was as stupid as they were 

And, it was so easy for her to die.

There....silence again 

Whatever trembled on her lips 

Was no longer a secret 

Whatever made her cry

Made her a Phénix.

For Sruthi

Mysteries  and darkness 

Twinned together 

'I know i m beautiful ' you said

And, silences became sensually erotic 

You turned the on switch ,you knew to use it

 it worked so well 

With precision your web pinned my attention.

A while later 

The monsoons burst out from the clouds 

Partially carried in your eyes. 

In that downpour 

I saw a little girl

Aloof, in her loneliness

She argued with the Gods that did'nt exist 

saying it was so easy for her to die 

There....silence again 

Whatever trembled on her lips 

Was no longer a secret 

Whatever made her cry

Made her into a Phénix.

As the morning hangs raw from the shoulders of branches.

a quiet walk in the woods is a moment for Self discovery 

There precisely, you come in contact with something totally new.

The soul grasps that which silences the mind

The soul,  the mind, the body unites.

Many call this healing.

Others call it awakening,

Perhaps Being.

Make this quietness a part of your own

Hold the Sky tenderly while you soak in its light. 

Be in the brotherhood of this light 

As you witness its infinity you realise,  its your own.

 I move with my eyes,  my feet obeys.

The breath and the sky

The spring trickles ...as if they all had the responses to my well being. 

 Even in the deepest forest,  the steepiest Mountains the Leopards have the maps in their paws, they consult them in the very instantly connecting as they put their paws gently on the ground. 

 To live life i had to ho beyond that which Men had to teach me. And without the intimacy of Silence and the surrounding of Nature i wouldnt get anywhere near to where the voices of my heart luring me.