A Flower Was Offered To Me

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A Flower was offered to me

A Flower frozen in time

A Flower so distinctly beautiful

Its Petals soft and curly

Its Stems looking up to the sky

A Flower of exquisite Creation

Of Colour, Contour and Design

A Flower in harmony with the Divine

I could not have asked for anything more

And nothing would have substituted

The Joy of holding it between my fingers

The Flower was not a Flower

But a gift from Heaven, am sure

Yet countless times I calculated

The Cause behind the Motif

The Motive behind the Present

The Reason behind the Joy

The Mystique behind the Miracle 

The Possibilities it Proposed

The Opportunities it Negated

And in assessing the pros and cons

(A gross folly of the human mind

I know now it is...)

I somewhere lost the Moment

The Ecstasy of Gaining something Worthwhile

The Epiphany of Visioning the Enormous

The Marvel behind all Miracles

The Wondrous Find of Discovery 

The Magnitude of Magnanimity

And so failing myself

I lost the Gift as well

The Gift from a Horizon Beyond

The Love that was twined in its Stalk

The Care that was imbued in its Palette

The Bliss that was weaved in its Touch

I was Offered a Flower I know

But I Lost a World I know not When

This Poem is shared with Poets United's Midweek Motif " A Flower Was Offered To Me"

Incredible!!

Pic from Google

In the mystique folds of Life

I have found YOU

In serendipitous moments

Of self discovery

And realized with awe

That I am not the Only One

Who has wept blood

And bled tears

In your loving embrace

I have found solace

And in bliss of ignorance

Named it a Miracle

That I am still alive!!

Pic from Google

This Poem is shared with Poets United

Love Life Longing

Image : janheine.wordpress.com

I don't agree with those who say

That I have lost my way

A road unknown perhaps

A bend unexpected somewhat

A landmark challenging indeed 

And a milestone in the making

Perhaps

But never, ever do I believe when they say

That I have taken a path astray

***

You are love, joy, catharsis

At times

You are pain, agony, fear

Indecisive

I am whether to shun you

Or

Embrace you deep

Life

Serendipitous seldom

Formidable often

Yet....

***

The night deepens

And the silences

Within and without

I am

Still

In the vortex of a storm

In  quest

Of calm

Unruffled

Inhale deep

The fragrance of Being

LET'S UNWIND

Let's go back to those raw pages

When words had not found pain

Hopelessness had not dimmed sight

Isolation had not marked oceanic distances

Tears had not coursed a way through joy

Sculpting a jagged path amidst innocence

Death had not bereaved solitude

A smile had lit the irises of the eyes

A dream had welcomed each night

A hope had shown us the way

A hand had extended in support

When I had tripped and was about to fall

Lets go back to those days of speechless empathy

Look into each other's eyes

And find thousand stars glimmering love

Let's start afresh my friend

Let's begin from the very beginning