we learn
alphabet , words, phrases, sentences, idiom grammar, prose writing,
we jump we switch to poetry, meter rhyme rhythm
we fly we freelance humor sarcasm metaphor quote what not
we enter the free space silence
we enjoy the freedom,
we come back free
no more anything to restrict, just flow
the consciousness flows
we the straw, takes its own course losing itself
not to bother to run or walk or stay still, just enjoying , every moment every
movement , in the way the flow happens, creativity unobstructed, finding its
own ways newer, unseen unheard,
being sure that it is a pure flow, a flow of purity unsullied by any ills. and
yes the stream is beautiful the flow is plentiful playful
The reader too flows, another straw, forgets himself in the flow , unmindful of
hurts or flirts of the flow, sees the clarity the purity the uncontrolled
nobility, the reader and writer at times unite at times separate all moving
despite to the ultimate goal the ocean , the infinite ocean of consciousness,
and get merged get submerged, get immersed get saturated with bliss the nectar
divine, flowing from the sacred feet of divine and become one and nothing never
to return
love is the relation we enjoy here.
my friend slaps me , pinches my cheek,
but it is all the more
sweet,
we being in love
No comments:
Post a Comment