daily randomness

The Rainbow Within I love rainbows, after the whole earth is washed down by rain and is smelling beautifully rich and fertile, Out comes the sun and the light peeps out in its colorful splendor stretched across mile after mile! From the ever-tenacious water droplet, hanging onto its portion of air, not wanting to let go…   It is my very own rainbow, no one else gets to see it quite like me, did you know that? Because in interpreting this wondrous gift of nature, our eyes need to play their own part. That is why I believe that each rainbow in its perception: is both uniquely me and uniquely you!   How does looking at the rainbow bring forth a smile, even if it is slight? It portends a sense of hope that even after each stormy night, there will again be light; And the path ahead shall start appearing clear for you to know what to do.   I t is not the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow which is a real treasure! It is but the journey of effort tha...

My Floral Retreat   photo credit Bing Whenever I get time, I just want to be among flowers -They offer a cocoon of sweet, scented beautiful showers. As I enter, leaving behind the worries of each day,  I get ready to face whatever the morning brings my way! This retreat is tiny, only to replenish my depleted energy, And have my faith renewed, that the universe is all about synergy.  It's just a matter of perspective to find that alignment, without our knowing, all our possible paths are already in arrangement!  While the Cosmos waits for us to make our choice, All that the Divine energy wants us, is to be content and just rejoice. From among so many possible options, it is tricky to see, Which path will ultimately lead to the dissolution in divine of the single "me" The guidance is delivered in many forms, - dreams, sounds or signs. But we must be prepared to interpret the message in and between the lines Incorrect guidance or hurried action may t...

Dear daddy, how shall I describe you? Shall I call you the sun?  But you are way too cool, way more fun! Shall I call you the moon?  But you don't change as much and are around even in noon! So, shall I call you my star?  But I always find you around me and never so far! Then shall I call you the sea?  Y ou have a large heart but you are sweet as pea! Maybe I can call you the ground?  Oh! But you aren't so hard, even when being solid and sound! Hmm, shall I then call you the air?  Very important but not to be seen ever, not fair!   No, I can't find any one thing alone to describe you  You do so much for me and are my best friend too Can one word ever explain what you mean to me?  You are a mix of the best of sun, moon, star, ground, air and sea!  Dear daddy, I think that's how I shall describe you!

The Connections Life is a continuous chain of one or another event Some we desire and some we wish to prevent Some come about by way of some divine interventions And so our life evolves as a series of interesting connections Some are sweet, some are torturous in their impact, With some we can be frank while with others we must use tact. Some allow us to be playful like a child and be silly, And with some we are sort of adult and must assume responsibility Some of the people are there to make us feel used But in our hurtful state we leave those lessons unused And in this journey there are those too, whom we hurt Through our actions or the words we unthinkingly blurt It is a simple give and take, a little hurt, some sadness Insights or outlooks, few laughs or moments of madness Its up to us to make what we want to make of these interactions Each experience brings richness, us to them, they to us, all the connections

Wisdom exists, it just is, always has been To be felt or heard maybe sometimes seen.  Been around forever to guide and show us the way, But only if we want to hear what it has to say!  Or else it lets us go and make our own mistakes,  And learn the lessons meant for us the hard way It is not only the current sensibilities assimilated,  But also the collective knowledge accumulated: Through generations past, and geographies apart, Sometime understood instantly or maybe in part. Those who learn from others are indeed smart, But for others it hits them a bit like sharp dart! Pinching and uncomfortably stinging, hurting a lot! Hence wisdom's appeal is to take a bit from the pot. Utilize what's available in the wise world with courage, And allow the bank of wisdom prevent possible damage. Through signs and synchronicity, or maybe a friendly message, Wisdom tries to find ways to send cues to us, familiar or strange.

The countdown to our death, Starts on the very day we are born. As we draw our first breath The fabric of our lives starts getting torn So many unexpected cuts and nicks, How shall we save it, is the main question Life is a bag of challenges and neat tricks We must clear each level with or without learning any lesson Some of us realize this early and some a little late That on its journey, we are just a carrier for the soul Each time its born, it is born with a clean slate We don't know it but the soul has but one goal The soul requires us to remain focused on performing action The actions that will help it reach its ultimate destination Not wondering about the results while we act, not even a tiny fraction But surrendering them to the Divine, actions become our path to salvation When we surrender our action to the Supreme Power That is when we truly unite with the Universal Mandate And so when we think of any wish, for anything, at any hour The whole Universe comes to...