Anita Sehgal (Delhi)
Life has shut its doors on me.
However hard I pound and knock..
It does not respond.
I long to reach out to the joys and the smiles of life,
But they are not for me.
My mind space is filled with desperation,
the spirit is dejected.
I live in my head …
Thoughts weave a tight net grasping me firmly.
How can I empty my cup to refill it with life?
I know life exists for I have had glimpses of it.
The warm inviting rays of the sun peeping through the canopy of the trees,
the cool soothing feel of the water running through my fingers,
the wind softly rustling through the leaves,
the clouds floating without a care in the blue and the
brilliant beckoning hues in the evening sky.
In these moments everything stopped …
And I had a glimpse of LIFE…
Little by little the knots in my heart melted.
I reached out..
Moved out of my head into my heart.
And felt and felt.
Life creeped in slowly.
That sense of wonder
which I had lost, made its way back.
The blood pulsating in my veins made me feel alive again.
The miracle of life itself, enveloped me in its magic …
Life invited and said, 'Trust.., come live once more …
Cast aside your burdens for I shall take care of you'.
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