Gratitude 🙏

Oftentimes, for emphasizing a point we repeat it thrice. And at the court of law —as well—the witness pledges saying—“I shall speak the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth.”

In Sanskrit language ,as well ,there’s a statement phrase —“trimaran satyam”—that which is said thrice comes true.

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So here I go…pleading my gratitude for the almighty!

Dear Almighty,

I thank the friend philosopher and a guide who manifests as your presence in my life.

Thanks 🙏 for being there.

Yes, your grace comes in many sizes,shapes,norms and forms to illumine my soul in very many ways.

I pledge my sincere gratitude towards —one and all —as they have all lent great meaning to an otherwise mundane life.

Many people came and went but only a few ( the enduring ones,) became an integral —part and parcel, of my life. Everlastingly, the test of time fell short of what they had come to offer. Yes I am referring to those few — venerable kinds!

The manner in which they touched (my soul,) is truly commendable as they have shown me the true worth in living.

For me, without their presence neither c’d my intellect think, nor the mind feel nor this voice speak.

Honestly, for a long while, I had waited to realize what’s for what or to see the “truth value,” of some significant people in my life …

To that , I shall recall a dialogue poetry which I wrote in reverence of them.I refer to these special people in my life as : The almighty!

And sponsoring my own thoughts 💭 this is how I feel “oneness of spirit,” with “thee,” the almighty…

Furthermore, here’s how I choose to uniquely chart my discursive discursive dialogue with the almighty!

Title:

I say, you say, they say; Who says What ?!

Dear Almighty,

From me to you and you to me ,as in, oblivious amity.

A reckoning ( particularly a good one,) received , as a grace, in the eyes of posterity. This then, holds us in non-dualistic consanguinity.

Hopefully you will concede and coexist with me in these multiple lingual pleas …

You say : Provide! Provide !

I say: Most of it , I shall..

You say : For the entire life?!

I say: Yes, the rest of it , seeding with it, for all to be

You say: headless adventure

I say: It’s two looking at two to treasure

You say: will you 🛑 stop by the woods

I say: For once, then , something else

You say : Acquainting with the clear night or dawn?

I say: Hmm, deserts as well , on the run

You say: mending walls, or casting spells 🪄 or is it something else ?!

I say: Glory be to all !

You say: Go catch a falling star 💫

I say: It flickers , flickers as a quick fire

You say : for “what,”there’s in her

I say: something’s pressing as she rises through the spurs

You say: ✨ shine like love forever

I say: now there’s endless time with these eyes as their own mirrors 🪞

You say : depending on light 💡, let’s shimmer

I say: cutting across edges and stares; now, closer to me as ever as in EVER

And then, in togetherness we pace forward and gladly hold hope to march…

As a Prayer in Pen and Ink 🖋️ so, I again start ..

In tones of varied movements, a harmony does —play —it’s part-

You say: There's reverence ordained in this mysterious art

Etching fervors, from this hand, to thy heart

I say: onto themes, largely a festive float —

None more’ than ever, a cartographer’s dart

You say : Since then nor any after —unto perpetuity it flows

I say: For that soul to travel across,

Not so much as in a distance— more closer with “thee,) as together we go afar

You say:

Those thoughts;

To be thy own—and

For them to be better —more than my own —-

I say : Herein goes , my marking

to graciously pose as thy own..

As the author of my being rises, carrying ominous hums ..

Oh! Such is thy blessing of idolatry in form,

for the soul to pause and in penchant—ponder on ..and on ..and on

Though, even if to pastures all ineffable norms have finally gone

Flowing unheeded! and letting sketches to brighten up every sod

Now..it’s like

Bidding goodbyes to silent sorrows, as they tremble so weak, to any cause

Swept @ the thresholds ,as onwards these strokes echo far…

Spoken in expression, as unfolding streams, I revel upon those vernal hours

Epilogue :

At the end, I place my hands together 🙏 and fold them in a “namaste,”to say this to one and all:

“ Na tatra suryo bhaati na chandra taarakam

Ne maa vidyuto bhaanti kutoyamagnih

Tameva bhaantam anubhaati sarvam

Tasya bhaasa sarvam idam vibhaati”

A Sanskrit verse that was introduced to me very early in life by my parents , teachers and elders.

Those guides have been there like —illumining lights —where the sun did not shine, nor the moon ,the stars nor the lightenings c’d truly ignite—that— which illumined my soul and mind.

The preceding verse ☝️ talks about the grace of many people, with their inherent tendencies, creating a sense of what I am—truly.

In that sense I bow 🙇‍♀️ to all my gurus and the society at large , for the pleasantness brought to me by them ; as and when, I turned to them at various points in life.