Mother earth

Sneh Singhvi
 
I am filled with beauty
And wonder.
With it’s orange glow,
The rising sun gives me
Warmth in the morning.
The orange glow
Spreads all over me,
Bringing out my beauty
In a thousand folds.
 
People get up early,
Before dawn,
To go down
The deep valleys
Or climb up
The tall mountains
To see my beauty
Mingled with the orange.
 
The birds are singing in
Sweet harmony
To celebrate the day.
The buds are opening into flowers
And bowing their heads
Honouring my beauty.
 
The trees are awake
After a lazy night’s sleep;
Ready to soak and drown
In day dreams.
 
The waves are moulding my mud
Into lovely shapes;
Rushing to touch
The vast and silent shores.
 
The oceans are
Shimmering orange;
Breathing in and out,
Off my sandy banks.
 
 
 
 
The blue water surrounding me
Is the secret to my beauty.
Keep my water dashing,
Splashing, leaping, and flowing in
Circles around me.
Cherish it.
 
Please don’t let it dry up.
I won’t be able to
Survive without my water,
Nor will the beauty and life
Living on me.
 
Dusk is here.
After a hot perspiring day
The sun is gliding down ready to
Take a dip in the cool sea water below.
 
The skyline is scattered with
Gold dust.
The drifting clouds, soaked in reds, pause to
Catch a glimpse of their
reflection in the blue waters below.
 
Within my silent self,
I feel the heavy weight
Of change.
I shiver.
However, I also feel the love
And kindness
Hiding in people’s hearts.
It takes weight off me
And I feel light again.
 
I hope you would
Take good care of me
And keep me spinning
In space
For a long, long time.
 

I surrender back to the start

With the first song at dawn, the world is brand new,
The sun bathes the buildings, the sky perfectly blue.  
The world is a mirror, what we so choose to see, 
Is an honest reflection of our reality. 

So as this new page is turned, we can look to the sun,
And realize our journey has just begun.
The path may be covered with thorns or gold,
Our experience is determined by the reality we hold.

The past is now over no need to look back, 
Those experiences made us richer, it's futile to focus on the lack.
Every moment is a gift from the divinity,
Each hardship a lesson, to teach us to be free.

My pain and my wounds opened my heart, 
I carry no pain or resentment, I surrender back to the start. 
To present the most authentic me to this beautiful land, 
Which bows at my feet and lends me a hand.

Through my darkest day and my longest night, 
I searched to find the most burning 
light. 
And as the truth unfolded and taught me to be.  
I learnt to love and honor me. 

As those mindsets of old have crumbled away,
I put in place the strong foundations that will show me the way. 
I will always turn my head to the beautiful light,
And leave behind the negative energies I used to fight. 

No more energy vampires will suck my soul, 
Taking me miles away from my most cherished goal.
Discipline, perserverance and focused thought, 
Will carry me to the highest mountain, the loftiest fort.

As I line up my challenges, one by one
And conquer each task, I bask in the sun.
And grow in stature, grow into me, 
Become an instrument of service, to help others to be.

A silent voice of kindness and love,

Like a beautiful bird kept in a cage,
Like a lion that wants to roar but is too afraid.
Like a fish that can no longer swim,
Like a roaming elephant that does not know where to begin.

Like a mother waiting to give birth,
Like god waiting for peace on earth.
Like being at a train station on a snowy day,
You wait around forever, then it never comes your way.

Every moment can be viewed as heaven or hell,
From the ego, or the heart you cast your spell.
One makes things magical, twinkly and light,
The other painful and heavy, an eternal fight.

What brings out your beauty from inside,
Those talents, your genius you so choose to hide.
A silent voice of kindness and love,
An internal surrender to the voice from above.

If I am honest, humble and true,
Provide service to others, the best I can do.
That will present my best self to this beautiful land,
and touch the heart of another by lending my hand.

Your life is a mirror

Studying the great laws one by one
Means my journey has really just begun
The universe works in the most beautiful way
To reunite us with all we have to say

When the pain seeps from every pore
When the body is weak, so incredibly sore
When the teardrop hangs deep in my soul
When I feel millions of miles from my greatest goal

Know that pain is the disharmony from the inside coming out
Those fears and impurities that constantly shout
Like an operation on the mind
It may feel harsh but it's incredibly kind

We were all built perfectly, strong and true
What we manifest comes down to your belief in you
Your life is a mirror of what's inside
Those impurities will never hide

Until each one has been shown the light of day
They will hang around and have their say
But if we truly believe in the abundance of this land
The gods will obey and lend a hand

Why does my heart continuously bleed?

Storm clouds rolling in
When does this freedom win
To smash the mold, uncover the seed
Why does my heart continuously bleed

Patience is the gift, the lesson is the truth
Honoring both will be of most use
You are exactly where you are meant to be
To learn the lessons to live harmoniously

With your most painful wound comes your greatest gift
The lesson if you take it that will give you the lift
To the higher realms of our existance
Choose to loose the resistance

Ground your feat firmly to the floor
Find your internal flame, your beautiful core
And let it speak to you kindly and embrace your your soul
As divinity glides through your spirit taking you swiftly to your goal.

Trying to hide

Stormy clouds rolling in,
Emotions raw, where do they begin.
The darkness has began to descend,
How do I turn to face it and make it my friend.

The switch has been flipped, the temperature raised,
Why do I react and feel so phased.
Where do I find the buddha deep deep inside,
He is ducking and diving and trying to hide.

I will catch him in the palm of my hand,
that naughty buddha he must understand.
Why does this witness inside of me tut,
As I pout and posture and start to strut.

A silent warrior you may choose to be,
But not when faced with tragedy.
That is when real warriors are brought to form,
In the wildest of winds during the harshest storm.

Deep into night

Falling embers, a burning flame
A voice inside whispering your name
Light and love and mystery
Surrounds my flame when my spirit is free

A candle burning ever so bright
Early morning and deep into the night
Gets cloudy when my energy is low
I loose my my inspirational light and inner glow

Quieting the mind and the heart
Sitting alone in the dark
Can be my bliss or my pain
Depends how I choose to play my game

Listening silently to the body is an honor to fulfil
Whatever is not working must be nurtured and allowed to heal
Surrendering to this place as tough as it may seem
Dispells the tension and restores your connection with the supreme

When you are off balance look inward once more
And choose your divinity which is humble and raw
And silently express gratitude for the gifts in this land
For every soul we must lend a hand