SUNNY IDEALISTIC DAYS AND DREAMY SURREAL NIGHTS.

Heavenly Blessings.

 

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Sunny idealistic days......

In  the wake of dawn, when sun streams its gentle golden hue, with tinges of red, orange and yellow, as it slowly rises from the mountains, spread  its golden rays, as though the Almighty has scattered fine gold dust on earth. Trees, flowers, bathed in the golden light dancing sleepily, awakening to a beautiful day, the river moves exuberantly, forming small streams, snaking down the valley languidly. Colorful birds singing and chirping, welcoming a new day.

Our new life begins with a same note, like the dawn, our first cry sends happiness to everyone, there is joy and cheer, we are welcomed into this new world of ours, and from here begins the physical aspect of our life, the materialistic world, In broad daylight, when the sun of knowledge spreads its light, the philosophy of life is exposed to our vision, all forms externally is clearly perceived by us, nothing is hidden from our naked eye, our path is easily seen. 

 Each one of us have different missions, purpose and goals  accordingly everything is set in motion for us, many a times our fate takes us along the right path, with few lessons in our journey , but sometimes life detours, and we follow a wrong path blindly, hence be warned, what we perceive , envision, may not be right, for us in the long run, apparently both the path will bind us to karmic chain, so strong,  we are unable to break free, and to break away from this vicious cycle, we have to follow the path, which will fill us with love, joy and peace, surrendering the outcome to the Almighty, we have to use our intelligence, wisdom to discern what is good for us in the long run, and act accordingly.

 When  life is a bed of roses, everything  goes well, but we have to find our way through the thorns, so in spite of setbacks we should pick our life shreds and move confidently, after all we have to complete our karmic cycle, predestined by us, in a short period of time.

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 Dreamy surreal nights......

The night of our life plays upon our consciousness in a different way, it’s the spiritual aspect of our life, The illusionary night, having a dreamlike quality with the moon beam,  scattering  its silvery light in between the branches,  at times appearing and disappearing behind the dark clouds, the stars like glistening diamonds in the sky are the only guiding light, twinkling steadily from above, far away in the misty glow we can hear the song of the nightingale, guiding our nocturnal path, and the wise old owl, hoots to warn us of impending dangers. 

 In this dark unknown world of ours, we are in unfamiliar territory, having a hallucinatory quality, we feel disoriented, the path is obscured, everything is unreal, the past has disappeared in darkness, the present, is dimly lit by the moonlight, giving a light and shade to our thoughts, the future is vague, enveloped  in thick fog, uncertain of our fate,  we are being  guided ,by the stars above, who control and decide our fate, it’s time to go inwards, to connect to our inner  soul, knowledge and truth is clearly revealed , our perception of life changes accordingly, and the path becomes clearer as we walk ahead confidently. Joseph Addison says that “That life of every man is a continued chain of incidents, each link of which hangs to the former, the transition from cause to the effect from event to event is often carried on, by secret steps which our foresight cannot divine.”

 Holding a  lantern of knowledge,  our destiny beckons us, away from the darkness to light, showing us the right course of action, right conduct, the right path to our inner realm, of love, peace and bliss, the way back to the origin.

                                                     AMEN

    

DREAMY ILLUSIONS.

Heavenly blessings,

Dreamy  illusions.

As the sun  sets in, the golden hue,

painting the sky with myriad colors,

the brightness of the reflected light,

turned everything to burnished gold

my face, glowing like the dusky evening

drowning in your deep dreamy eyes,

your skin glowing like the moon,

peeping through the clouds, yonder,

The night slowly tiptoes behind us,

spreading its velvety  darkness like

a purple cloak, fire flies glowering all

around, millions of stars twinkling

like  sparkling  diamonds in the sky,

walking, side by side our fingers

gently touching each other, oblivious

to the world, deeply in love you and I,

walking through the lush green carpet

mesmerised by the  nightingale’s song,

the notes floating, like a symphony

in the dark solitary night, feelings of

joyful ecstasy, ethereal beauty fills the soul

the sweet scented flowers of the night

ensnaring us, in their embrace, arousing

forbidden feelings unknown, as I gazed

into your face, my fears fled, in your arms

so loving and safe, my body merging in yours,

lost to the world,  in eternal joy and  bliss.

the wise old owl warned of evil omen, ahead

but we paid no heed, deeply immersed ,

in love, for each other, unaware of envious eyes

watching  us  with malevolent intensity

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the covetous look, behind the dark curtain,

the beautiful evil eyes of the night queen

desiring to possess my love, my heartthrob,

swoops in the form a bat, grabs my love and

whisks him into the deep dark valleys below

lightening struck my heart, tears like rain

flowed from my eyes, drowning in grief

woe betide her, for her evil ways, oh night queen

for capturing and forcing him against his will,

to live with her, in her dark kingdom below.

I invoked the Almighty, pleaded with him

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my head bowed in deep pain, in anguish

to free my soul from the clutches of the

night queen, gently he lifted me into his lap

and said, my child have hope and faith in me

I will free him, and bring him to thee , at the

Divine  time ordained by me, trust in the

working of the universe, as you have to learn

patience and unconditional love from me,

and your lover, the pain of separation from thee.

AMEN

Music divine; Food for the Soul.

Heavenly Blessings,

 

Music divine; Food for the Soul.

Every heart sings a song incomplete, until another heart whispers back, those who wish to sing always find a song, at the touch of a lover, and everyone becomes a poet...... Plato.

A painter paints picture on canvas, but musician paint their picture on silence......Leopold Stokowski.

Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and life to everything......Plato.

 

 Music is a universal language of the heart; it brings people from various background, culture, and creed, together, where they experience the same emotion.

Divine music, hymns, prayer to the supreme, like a colors of rainbow appearing on  musical showers pouring from heaven, Angels   with divine harp, singing, in praise of the lord, we experience feelings of purity, bliss, divinity and healing. It lifts the being to myriad heights; our eyes are raised to heaven in reverence, to the supreme God, in a state of ecstasy. Celestial music enhancing the beauty and grandeur of this physical world, everything around us becomes sublime, we are filled with awe, as the Almighty created, the universe with heavenly music echoing, resonating, reverberating, in the cosmos.

Depending upon the harmonic  beats, melody and rhythm, our emotions undergo changes, when we listen to soft, romantic music, our heart expands, the lyrics of the song, sets the tears flowing as we experience an outburst of the soul, we are flooded with tender love which flows from our being and embraces the lover, and even in their absence, the person dances in our visions, giving flight to our imagination, smiling in the sunshine, and lighting our world, were  the winged cupid, pierces our heart, with arrows of love, and we see the lover serenading to his lady love in the open air in the night, or playing with the moonbeams, waltzing in bliss under the starry night, the enchanting music weaving their magic spell on us.

Sometimes music , like the wind sighing among the weeping willows, whispering softly, of a last parting, winding its way in the dark lanes of muffled sorrow, triggers a deep feeling of sadness, yearning to be with the one, longing to melt in their heart and become one, to close our eyes to the harsh realities, and loose ourselves in the world of dreams, were our deepest desires are awakened, but alas, the mournful music, pervades our being, were the sun sets in our life, and it’s the dark night of the soul.

Music can be ardently sensual, the rhythmic beats, sending  our heart pulsating with fervor, amorous feeling  like the storm, which blows, with unusual force, shaking us to the core, our feelings quivering like a reed in the storm, enjoying every moment , passionate music like the tumultuous ocean, beating against the rocks, raging with turbulent emotions,  possessing  our mind, imprisoning our heart, losing all sense of equilibrium, and our desires aroused to a feverish pitch, inflaming our passion, our bodies on fire, were the music floats in and out, hypnotizing our senses.

Patriotic songs pierces the heart and fills our being with hope and pride for our brave warriors, the bugle sounding military signal, a call of duty  which beckons us, for an honorable sacrifice, for our motherland, patriotic music inspires feelings of national pride and enthusiasm for a higher cause, singing songs of bygone era were our ancestors laid down their life for the country, folklore depicting with music, song and dance the traditional belief, a legendary saga of heroic exploits fills the heart with nostalgia. 

Music is love in motion, we experience feelings of bliss, connects our soul to God, finally merging in the Almighty.

                                ........AMEN........