Play Along But Know Where You Belong!

I stand here leaning at the transparent wall made of tall glass windows and watch the rainclouds huddle together and break into sheets of rain as if a bunch of anxious lost children burst into tears when it’s  time to be taken home and part from each other.

It pours and everything comes to a standstill...plans, or the hustle bustle of the dramatic lives. The roads chasing to meet one another stay empty and endure the avalanche upon them. The woolpack sadly disintegrates leaving drenched paths and overflowing puddles. 

The lazy wind is burdened  with the obligation to carry them with it ...slowing down against its own basic breezy and volatile trait. It sluggishly moves and then wisely sheds some weight on its way ... it comes down in sprinkles here and there ... and then finally the deluge comes to a sudden halt and the skies clear with the sun shining gloriously.

It seems that the lost ones found home only to leave it again & play freely in the wild blue yonder...clouds  gather one more time but the air is lighter and happier, nourished by Mother Earth one more time. 

I watch the play of consciousness delightfully reflecting upon the transient nature of existence playing with us repeatedly so that we realise our true Self...so that we understand that wandering is important and so is homecoming... soaring is great but falling down to get nurtured again is bliss too... 

The smog comes and goes...sun and moon swap positions ... seasons change ... people come ...friends leave ... joy and sorrow interchange ...  tears and smiles makeover the faces on which they appear ....life is never ever the same... what remains constant however is the company of your soul who witnesses your journey of meeting ... parting ... growing ...withering ... flourishing ...draining... and still consistently stands with you ...

Yet we drag ourselves down with something that is only temporary in the bigger scheme of life .

So shed some of that weight which is burdening your smile, know this moment is ephemeral like everything else ...pain or pleasure nothing can pin your soul down... age cannot wrinkle it ... time cannot alter it ...death cannot kill it ... your true identity is this soul reflecting through your eyes dwelling within your heart. 

It wants you even when you feel unwanted. It seeks you as much as you seek the others ... it invites you to be with it when you feel ignored and forgotten in this world crippled with vanity. It holds up the inner mirror for you to show you’re whole and beautiful no matter how broken and shredded you feel outside. 

Play along liquid sunshine once again in the open sky! You’re never lost when you come home to your Self within..that’s where you truly belong .

Let grace be upon you. 

~Shryja