Poetry
The little girl in me wakes up
and blinks eyes in wonder
at the sight of dewdrops on the grass,
a ladybug, a balloon
or the sight of a rabbit’s tail.
they fill me with delight
just as they did
some five decades ago
and I was a little girl;
happy and free.
When the little one within
dances and twirls on her toes,
the aging ‘Me’ wanders off somewhere
to take a break from life’s chores
she escapes to childhood
and finds heaven there.
There is a pleasure in being by myself
far from the humdrum of life:
…
Humans are spirits
brought to flesh and blood,
spirits that were there
before coming to the Earth
as lights of the universe
when hearts stop beating
in the human.
Life gives trials in countless ways. Life as a single presence is also the breath I take during my time. It is my friend, then it shaped me into what I am today. It could not be otherwise, for we are spirits in the wheel of time. And it gives blessings through the trials whether we acknowledge it or not.
If life is a friend, like an artist, it has chiseled…
Hey Thoughts,
Please stop running wild all the time
be still for a second instead of running
across meadows and hills like wild mustangs.
I can’t rein you in
and keep you still.
Dear thoughts,
rest awhile on one shore
and not skip over the seas,
I need to be present
and answer to some needs of the moment.
Hey thoughts,
Sit still in the silence of the night,
don’t fly out through the window
to mingle with the stars
or like birds that soar in the sky.
I can’t bring you back like a kite
with a string to…
Reflection
2020 with its pandemic was like a test of nerves, patience, love, kindness, and what not? Turning to pages for 2021 does not feel too optimistic either, are we actually leaving the sad chapters behind? or shall we pause and salvage some of the good that it did have?
Questions are endless as to why certain things happen to ruin a perfectly set vacation, a wedding, or an innovation. Few choices we have when natural catastrophes land and leave trails of destruction. And COVID-19 has not gone away, we might as well brace ourselves for more nightmares from this…
Tulip Chowdhury explores life as an educator, television host, storyteller, poet, and author. She lives in Massachusetts, USA.