दर्शन, philosophy, Soulful, Spiritual

The Echo of the Divine

© Aakash Veer Singh Photography


The sweet moment of twilight,

And the sky above,

Ready to adorn the blanket,

Of a dark blue shade.

The stillness in the air,

The peace in the ambience,

The divinity’s sandstone idol,

Fragrance of mogra, sandalwood, and camphor,

And the mellow smell of the wet soil.

A flame emblazens much brighter,

As the darkness slowly sets in,

With the sound of the conch and the bells,

The reverberating utterance of the rhythmic mantras,

And the infallible faith of the engrossed devotees.

Indeed, this is true devotion,

When, everything comes to a standstill,

And is ready to be ingested in one’s soul,

And then get completely soaked,

In the ocean of this gaiety,

And surrender oneself,

In dance,

In music,

In emotions,

In expression,

In joy and ecstacy,

Where one experiences the ultimate truth,

A glimpse of the divine.

divine : echo : bliss

poetry, Soulful

Cosmic Balance

This mysterious unfathomable darkness,

Radiates an omniscient brightness,

Splitting to perform a spectral dance,

Where the lunar energies make erratic moves,

Amplifying to a soprano of intense emotions,

And diminishing to a contralto of shallow apathy,

And varying frequencies in between,

Creating a plethora of patterns,Untamed and boisterous,

Mellow and reticent,

Amounting to a noisy inteference.


But this playfulness needs discipline,

An orderliness to survive,

This existentialism.


Then comes to rescue,

The majestic solar conductor,

To attune the distorted chords,

And make a symphony,

Of a few coordinated steps,

And the influx of coherent beams,

Perform an alchemy-

A merger so alluring,

A mellifluous charm,

Sustaining life as we know,

In the form of a cosmic balance.

Sun: Moon: Cosmos

poetry

The Joy Of Being Alive

Time to feel this life, the existence we are a part of. Hear the music that nature plays and dance your way to ultimate bliss. Every moment offers a note worth reckoning. Enjoy the poetic way of living this moment…

The lines

The moment I wake up,
I dance and jump,
On the beats and tunes,
Of nature’s songs.
The sun’s radiant rhythms,
Play the vibrant notes,
On everything existing here.
The breeze’s invigorating strain,
Stimulating the stillness,
Of this morning quietude,
The taintless dewdrops,
Holding a calming pause,
To nudge the observer,
In a loving and alluring way.

As I experience these sounds,
I sway my body in a gesture of self romance,
And twist my arms in lyrical poetry,
With ease and verve.

The feel of the impeccable beauty,
Of this vast existence,
And of myself,
Rejoices my heart,
For being alive.

Morning time in my garden

Life: Music: Joy