My perspective on core values….
Change is always good, but not when it comes to changing your core values.
Core values are like roots, the deeper they seep in, the stronger they make you.
A generation built on strong core values, will emerge into a healthy nation.
Seeds of core values instilled in children will sprout into a strong tree, able to withstand any storm.
How challenging do you think it is in today’s world, to instill core values in children?
Mundane moments
oscillating moods
unreasonable demand
met with disapproval
emotional outburst
flaring tempers
torrential downpour
raucous screams
failed reasoning
loud tirades
time out!
Oh! it’s such a challenge
to handle children’s tantrums!
Beneath the fabric of love
dreams of passion weave
intricate designs of rhapsodic rhythm,
threads seam in total surrender
to paint bold strokes of red
fervent kisses sew a sensuous hem
motifs of tender caress lace it
sealing it with an intimate fusion
Oh! the romantic soul is draped
with an amorous blanket!
When death hovers above me
knocking at my door,
whispering my name,
to take me on a journey beyond,
I wonder what I will feel?
Will I look back at life, content
or will it be a bagful of regret?
Will I raise a toast to life’s beautiful moments
or feel, could have let go of tiffs, to create more of them?
Will I be happy at the wealth amassed
or will the balance tilt in favor of my kind deeds?
Will I be remembered for my achievements
or for the smiles I brought to people’s faces?
Will I be able to allay my fears of death
or embrace it with open arms?
These questions often makes me pause and tread differently!
I am puzzled at the never ending puzzles that life puzzles us with.
Will I ever find all the pieces to make a perfect picture of life?
Nah, I doubt that. But then, I tell myself,
Just focus on being the piece you are. Then you are doing the part that completes the picture.
Life is beautiful with all its imperfections!
Do you agree with me?
Nestled in a valley veiled in a blanket of mist
a gentle brook gurgles with laughter
the cool breeze brings with it fresh woody fragrance
golden rays at dawn imbues a warm glow
wisps of clouds waft across the blue yonder
meandering butterflies whisper secrets
birds enjoy their flight of freedom
the canopy of trees soothe the weary traveller
wild blooms dance in gay abandon
intense trill of the insects ring in
the harmony of nature reverberates,
I sit in this paradise on earth
and indulge in some soul therapy!
The air pregnant with the northern winds
embraces the earth with a shivering hug
kisses the dull morning sky with a misty spell
under the blanket of the opaque fog.
A witness to this winter morning ritual
the coy and shy flowers smile tenderly
the gentle rays of the sun peeking
through the stale grey clouds
creating gleaming patterns of mosaic
on the landscape painted in a monochrome.
Buried greenery, frosted pathways
lashing winds, chattering teeth,
smoky conversations and frozen whispers,
It’s time to enjoy the seasonal beauty
that winter brings along!
In response to daily prompt : Conversation
Lost in a dreamy slumber
snuggling under the blanket
in the warmth of the cozy bed,
the cocoon of the lulling reverie
shattered by the shrill of the alarm
to be snoozed, until it loses patience
and goes off again, its ire more obvious!
Oh, it is such a gigantic effort
to get out of bed on a cold winter morn!
I left my friends in their slumber world and trekked along the path. I hadn’t driven miles into nature to miss the beautiful sunrise. I was happy I took that decision, for the sight that welcomed me was surreal. The twilight was fading away to make way for the golden rays of the sun seeping in through the misty landscape. The crimson rays enveloped and caressed the entire panorama with all its love and warmth. The bird’s chirp added a melody to the graceful sway of the dew drops on the leaves. My heart fluttered to the silky touch of the petals dancing in gay abandon in the morning breeze. I watched the meandering butterflies whispering secret messages to the flowers. I sat there in a trance, mesmerised by the magic of the mystical morning. A sense of euphoria engulfed me as I marvelled at the handiwork of nature!
The thorny stem
doesn’t deter the rose
from radiating its beauty.
The petals woven so delicately
in a myriad hues, so appealing
diffusing its fragrance, so divine
swaying in the breeze, so gently.
It imparts a lesson for all
to cling on to our
hopes and dreams
steadfast and determined,
in spite of the thorns in life
to blossom with grace ,
to an embodiment of perfection!
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