Slowing Down

I am slowing down

I no longer need a complete sentence

Just a word is enough to make my spirits high

I can look at a leaf for hours together

and marvel at its creation

I want to know what silence sounds like

I have begun to notice my breathing

I carry the sounds of morning, noon and evening in my backpack

I take my time to wake up

There is no Rush …

I am slowing down

I am slowing down !

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This is a totally raw piece, like most of my pieces are. It’s what I am actually doing these days.

Tell me are you in a rush? Or you are slowing down or mishmash of both?

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Fallen Tree

Everyday, I would see it.

Sometimes amazed by it’s structure,  I would gaze at it intently for minutes and at other times, I would just pass by.

I had formed a strange connection with it. I rejoiced when leaves grew on it. I was mesmerized by its beauty even when it didn’t have a single leaf on it.

Today,

It was the loudest downpour

I ever heard

It was not water from the heaven above

But it was the roots 

that had loosened their grip 

It was the fall of the Tree

My eyes were moist. I went to see the tree. Touched its trunk and the branches. Also, touched the soft threads of the broken wood.

It was blissful to be in the moment with the tree. I could feel the moment.

Thanks you for teaching a lot, Tree !

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Love and Joy and Bliss always…!