Uproot

Roots of thoughts tighten and loosen.
Leaves grow and fall off branches.
It’s all familar.

And then one day where the road turns ,
all your unfamilar Love
comes with a great force.
It Uproots my existence,
and sheds my boundaries.

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Anchor

We all change differently

in our own unique ways

and the process never stops.

All about life and us is

moving at a pace that is often unpredictable.

So ,there has to be some gravitas,

Something that we do daily

that becomes our anchor

gives us stability,

Just like the roots of a tree

something that holds us

and grounds us

Something that speaks in the same old way with us always

and keeps our sanity alive and things normal…

* For me, it always have to be the scriptures…

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