What my heart sings to…..
These days are different from the ones gone by…magical indeed. The rhythm of my heart pulsates with love and the cells of my soul seem to brim with a wellspring of energy. When my eyes close, the pictures of beautiful blooming flowers of many colors, and the love-struck butterflies that hum around them appears. The flowers are innocently ignorant of their sweet essence and the butterflies insanely in love with them. There is no hurry to attach, or the mundane giving and receiving. There is only a sweetness that fills their being. How pure is their proximity, makes my heart wonder?
And then I see the trees, majestic and strong, providing soft shelter in the most delicate and unconditional way. Their fruits are equally sweet, no matter who eats them. They symbolize strength and balance to me…always inspiring to “only give”.
The sun’s rays seem different than before. No one could be more punctual. The heat in its core is beautifully filtered before we receive it as warmth. How can it be so mindful, I wonder. The life it sustains never appreciates but still, the blaze does not wane.
The hymns of the early morning birds awaken my soul and remind me to b grateful. In many ways, and in many voices, they all seem to b singing the same song.
I marvel at all this and much more, to what my eyes and heart were earlier blind to. What a bliss…what an experience…wish I had awoken little earlier.