Sprouts of Creation: Strangers in Love!

Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Strangers in Love!

If I meet you again, what will you do?
Will you smile at me, As I smile at you!
Would you hug me at every little opportunity you'd get
will you laugh out loud at my lame jokes instead?

What will you do,
When I wrap my arms around you?
Kiss your forehead
before I bid you adieu!

Will you then react the way like you earlier used to?
Or will the freakishness of that life capture you,
make you rethink your decision to discount
you'd crave to return, every moment would count.

We can't be strangers, never can we be,
Even if you decide to go away, you'd always live within me.

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Agni-varsha

Agni-varsha; the rain of fire, one often forgets that fire purifies as it consumes, and the rain nourishes as it wets your body, your being; whilst ashes was the story of a consumption, Agni-varsha is the story of purification. It's the story a man and a woman who remained apart, who never came together because they were above separation, but they were still not apart; their souls were related, there was a strong connection; stronger than the mightiest steel, for it did not have a form, it wasn't made of matter, it was made of purity, of energy that governs this cosmos, of the energy of fire and that of the rains. Energy that links us all, the energy that nourishes our soul; only the intensity was other-worldly, only the power to conjoin cosmic in its origin.

Sprouts of creation is my obligation to fire. To its very nature to connect. For even if it apparently separates, it dissolves in itself the different forms to amalgamate, it helps fusion, it produces a new form, a stronger and a pure form, a form that is divine in its true sense.