Sow a new seed

19/04/2014

It takes a lifetime to recognize the value of living

It takes miles before we know our destination is nearing; to rejoice the

accomplishments we intend!

It takes a lot of silence to hear a voice that is unheard, to recognize it distinctly out

of the various voices the ears are used to.

It takes many leaves to show a tree,

Many flowers to show a plant,

Many stars to show the night,

But just one Sun to show the daylight!

In search of the new sun that warms the heart and brings the light into my life,

I am beginning on a new journey,

Sowing a new seed,

With many different elements,

Which I am learning, after I chose to unlearn almost everything that was me,

To just be the being I am beginning to grow into.

The quest of life,

And its mere existence is a secret to humanity.

The wonder that is now,

The thrill that is gone by

The anticipation of what is going to come along,

All are mere bubbles in air!

I just popped out the gone by and let it pass,

I am still wondering in the now,

There is loads of hope and anticipation in what shall pass me by!

The seed that I sow today,

May just be the beginning of a journey that I have chosen to take in this long drive

called LIFE!

The vanishing past,

Suddenly completely diminishing my eyes;

As I clear it with some crystals of water,

To look thru the path that is lying ahead of me.

The magic may touch me,

The magic may transform me,

The magic may get to me;

I know one thing, I am treading a path that is completely new.

The newness is like walking into vaccum,

Completely taken off gravity,

Letting me completely lay myself in the space that is uncontained

Into elements that are not typically mine.

There was a time, when I simply used to be, what I was.

Today I am becoming what I simply need to be!

I now realize how much does it take

For a person to say they lived a life!

There is something that I still don’t understand,

But I am here to stay,

For who? Is a question, I can’t even ask myself.

An answer which has no reference.

How, where, when, why, which, what…are mere question words to me now.

They stand alone,

As I stand away from them.

The day is giving me the silence that I require to harp on,

The warmth I require to grow!

To be continued…