Not every now and then do we end up questioning ourselves about certain situations. Or do we? I have listened to many people talk so deeply about their life experiences and how it altered them. Mostly, they were matters of the heart. Being the sensitive kind, it was pretty easy for me to be part of the situation. My brows have risen trying to reach the point how one specific person could be life altering or personality transformative for another. I could vouch for anything only by experience.
One fine moment, it happened. The brows now lowered down. The sinking and floating, the tearing and the conjoining, the deep and shallow, longing and distancing, the questions, doubts..all of them shoot at once and I didn't know which to face. It's like a pot getting baked. And in a while when you settle, it shows up and they call it love....Life altering...by simply letting be.
Fortunate are souls who delve into such deep connections and luckier are when two hearts strike the same chord. Expressions are withheld many a time just for the simple fact of the other heart's well being. Some mistakes are so honest that they surpass the logic of the world. Silent tears build their reservoirs and the tongue drowns. Expressions go down deep. How long? The grave invites. You either swim or dive into. Whichever way, you will be transformed. That's the subtle strength of a true heart, true love.
Breath taking are those moments of unison that are sensed on a parallel. Everything else becomes secondary. Giving gives a great feeling. Receiving must feel greater, I guess. I feel humbled for being capable enough to give but those few moments some while make me want to know..to feel..to see the other end..receiving..
I don't know.
One fine moment, it happened. The brows now lowered down. The sinking and floating, the tearing and the conjoining, the deep and shallow, longing and distancing, the questions, doubts..all of them shoot at once and I didn't know which to face. It's like a pot getting baked. And in a while when you settle, it shows up and they call it love....Life altering...by simply letting be.
Fortunate are souls who delve into such deep connections and luckier are when two hearts strike the same chord. Expressions are withheld many a time just for the simple fact of the other heart's well being. Some mistakes are so honest that they surpass the logic of the world. Silent tears build their reservoirs and the tongue drowns. Expressions go down deep. How long? The grave invites. You either swim or dive into. Whichever way, you will be transformed. That's the subtle strength of a true heart, true love.
Breath taking are those moments of unison that are sensed on a parallel. Everything else becomes secondary. Giving gives a great feeling. Receiving must feel greater, I guess. I feel humbled for being capable enough to give but those few moments some while make me want to know..to feel..to see the other end..receiving..
I don't know.
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