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Genesis!

We are all allowed a bit of magic within!

2 min read5 days ago

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Often I wonder
when I look at my bare hands
is it all me?
capable of all this wonder?
and by no means is that question
out of conceit
rather from a deep uncanny realization
of the source of light
which resides within me!

a million possibilities
yet it all boils down to this
one amazing life
a life which I
partly created
partly manifested

but sometimes I look at the
line of pothos potted
in my living room
taking over the whole wall
as if it's they who live there
and I am just a visitor

I look at them and wonder
I am nature itself
the need to have life flourishing around me
the need to see something growing
something thriving
being able to enjoy the
chance drop of water that stands
at the tip of the leaves
even all I did was
pour a few ounces
near the root
and wish the best

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but I think it is the root
the depths of the soul
which is where it all begins
a single thought
a vision
a sight in front of your eyes
Some might call it daydreaming
but isn’t dreaming with open
eyes the very basis of any magical reality

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Pexel

I look again at my hands
they feel mine impossibly
every time I do
just a bit more than the last time I did
it makes me believe
in whatever I am going through
shall pass too
to a grander reality

taking its shape somewhere
in the dearths of the universe
where the ideas and hopes
are concocting a deadly combination
even without you being
fully in control or even aware of it

we end up thinking
that it's all a plan
which we have measured and gauged well
and in some senses maybe it is that
but it is also something beyond the active calculations
the version of your mind at this moment could ever conjure
for the facets of future you
unknown to yourself even at this very moment

but right now I find myself
again back peering at the
face-sized leaf of the monstera
which peers right back at me
almost like a mirror
reflecting on my
aspirations
dreams
hopes
beliefs

for it is not the end
not until and unless
I, in my deepest and truest senses
am aligned with the decision
that it actually is!

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Brindha Shree A
Brindha Shree A

Written by Brindha Shree A

"I breathe because of the words flowing in my very blood" - wanderer/story teller/writer/poetess