Virus spreading fast
Technology fanning fear
Quarantine in fate
Virus spreading fast
Technology fanning fear
Quarantine in fate
On the distant horizon
As the mellow winter sun
Slowly dips its toes
In the cold waters of the ocean
And gentle waves lapping
Probing dark fingers of evening
And the ever present gulls
And the cormorants
Indistinguishable on the dark surface
Finally take flight
Tentacles of fears
Slowly rising from the depth
Gently embraces me
Calling to me ever so slowly
To shed all my fears
The unknown beckons
To let go
And step into the waters
As the waves gently laps around my ankles
And pulls me down
The cold slowly rising
And I shut my eyes with fear
To meet darkness with darkness
The cold hands of death
Ever so gently
Opens my eyes
And the denizens of the depth
Nibbles at my flesh
At last nirvana
Fear no more
And I sink to the bottom
Cradled softly by the darkness
I see the ray’s of the settin sun
Tomorrow will be another day
I may not be there
Conquering my fear
Someone sure will take my place
And face fear and rise
Banish the darkness
And in death
Face fear of darkness
And see the light
Alas, too late now
For me to matter
Fear corrupts the heart,
And then the lies sprout.
The door opens for the devil,
Manipulation becomes the norm.
Truth becomes the victim
While the newly converted
Telling all the world how
Everything said and done is just,
And the congregation just need
To change their shades,
While the perchers bury
their heads in sand.
Power corrupts but the fear
of losing power corrupts
And we the preached
Bemoan what went wrong
Oblivious of our responsibility.
When the stars cast their shadows
And the moon goes dark
Path uneven lies forward
Every step out of sight
Eyes of the octopus targeted
At your heart
Sinewy tentacles keep pulling back
Down to the bottom of a dark past
When everything seems lost
And pervasive defeatism creeps in
Wounded soul comforted
By false bravado of
There is still hope to clutch
As the world turns
Sunrise not far
Path uneven lighted
As the shadows of fear shrink
Retreating stars smile
Depression fades away
This post was in response to an email with an excerpt sent by a friend today morning as follows
I woke up fresh and wide awake and popped open to my bookmark in The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying by Sogyal Rinpoche in Google Books on my phone and soon came upon the following passage that I felt compelled to highlight and annotate… And I feel further compelled to share this with you all.The excerpt:
Looking into death needn’t be frightening or morbid. Why not reflect on death when you are really inspired, relaxed, and comfortable, lying in bed, or on holiday, or listening to music that particularly delights you? Why not reflect on it when you are happy, in good health, confident, and full of well-being? Don’t you notice that there are particular moments when you are naturally moved to introspection? Work with them gently, for these are the moments when you can go through a powerful experience, and your whole worldview can change quickly. These are the moments when former beliefs crumble on their own, and you can find yourself being transformed.
Why not release me from this bondage of love
A candle lighted from both ends, have nothing more to give
Your silence speaks volume that I am unable to decipher
Either you sent the wrong signal or my heart got the wrong vibe
You bind me with a string so strong that I can only follow
Love so sweet, the fear of leaving you has left my heart hollowed
Not the post I had in mind to write when I got up today morning. However news that I received through social media first thing in the morning last week, not once but twice, and one of them today morning, made me change my mind
Whenever I have faced emotional issues, I have found myself going back to reading the Indian epic Mahabharata. Its stories had helped to calm my mind, providing solace and answers to many questions I have in my mind. It’s amazing that an epic that was written thousands of years back are replete with stories addressing issues that are contemporary.
Today morning as I woke up and looked at my Whatsapp messages, I was greeted with a message from on of my friend back home in India regarding the death of one of my ex-colleague. He was in the ICU for an week prior to his death. Another ex-colleague who was admitted to the same hospital around that time had passed away couple of days. Continue reading “Thursday Tidbits: Most Surprising Thing”
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