I made it to the beginning

Peace Can't Wait – Hood Memorial Christian Church

Lying for months inside fear and self doubt, crippled,
Hoping for a saviour strong
Praying for deliverance every second
Not daring to make a move, in case it went wrong

Day after day, as I lay low
Watching my fears grow
The thought of giving up inviting
for me, who was tired and exhausted of fighting

Why are there no answers to my cries of agony?
If there is a God, where is He?
If there is a universe, what is it doing?
Am I delusional to pray so? thus escalated my brooding.

At times, there came flickers of light
Too small to enlighten but present
Ecstatic I become on seeing such a sight
And strength in my faith, escalating

Suddenly, the surroundings all dark
I feel pulled from all directions, tortured
Layers of my being were being torn
Though afraid, to the memories of that light I latched on

A test to my faith, it seemed so
As unimaginable pain and discomfort
Taunted my mind, which thought
It impossible to get respite from this incessant storm

Suddenly, the pain subsided
The storm vanished, as though no more
A warmth touched my eyes
And strengthened my soul

Disbelievingly, I slowly uncurl
Feeling a tickling gentle shock throughout my form
Stepping forward hesitantly, I find
The earth firm beneath my feet, the entrapment gone

Standing tall, I discover
A pair of leaves waving confidently
A network of firm roots nourishing
A tender yet infinitely strong body

Surrounding me are hundreds of massive trees
That the storm hath not hurt? I ponder
And realize that it was a storm within me
That helped me become and evolve.

Karmic Forces (1) - Conversations

This is the first part in a 6 part fictional story series. Everything in this story is purely imaginary with inspirations from real life. Any resemblances to any person or occasion in real life is completely coincidental. 1. Conversations Tired out by the activities of the day, Miraa changed into her loose yellow t shirt and black pants, turned on the AC, curled up in her bed, comforter carelessly strewn over her feet, nose hooked inside a book, eyes and mind engrossed in its contents. She was a 20 year old college goer, with small, brown eyes, a rather flat nose, a set of imperfect, yellowish, crooked teeth and with wavy, shoulder-length, black hair now tied in a characteristic bun, with a milky complexion. As she continued reading, a chill went down her spine. The chill had nothing to do with the atmosphere provided by the air conditioner nor with the gripping story of the book. A feeling of being watched, almost that of being quietly examined, suddenly made her feel vulne...

Flowers

Does the flower on the plant Know its purpose in this planet Does it know that it is fragrant, Colourful and attractive A beauteous sight to behold? Does it listen to the poets sing its praises and bask in pleasure? Does it feel the unfairness of The bees, birds and butterflies usurping the nectar that it worked hard to produce? Does it feel the pain of the scorching sun, shining upon it, making it shrivel up if too much? Does it vow to stop doing its duty, as the world around it seems bent on cruelly plucking its baby buds, leaves and at times body? Does it show envy on a rival flower and seek to outdo it by becoming something it isn't? Yet the flower feels, yet the flower knows, that what happens does happen with no pause It goes about, day in day out Doing its duty selflessly Being a source of nourishment, care and hope Alive on its stem or dead among the leaves.

Mother's Day Wish

I am thankful to the eternal mother, For allowing my birth in a human form inside her beautiful creation of this world and universe. I am thankful to the mother of time, For allowing my human birth in this lifetime. I am thankful to the mother of fate, For allowing my human birth in this lifetime into a wonderful family. I am thankful to my human mother of this lifetime, For her unconditional love, acceptance and for bearing the pain of concieving, carrying, birthing and cherishing me. I am thankful to the mother of angels, For their support in manifesting my desires, transmuting my fears, constantly protecting me as much as my karma allows and enlightening me to my awakening and evolution. I am eternally and always thankful and grateful to you all dear mothers. And I humbly wish you a Happy Mother's Day today.♥️ Protect us all with your grace and kindness🙏 Image source:

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