A winsome tale a song so common an everyday occurrence of grave losses never to be forgotten
In a very private arbor there stood a tree spectacular in stature sturdy and green with wonderful fruits begotten
A solitary figure was often seen reclining against its trunk as the sun trickled through its wide spreading branches
Her retreat her haven of peace her comfort her shade her sunshine her strength she culled the choicest fruit oblivious to envious glances
Often she sank deep in the vortex of hollow materialism spinning woes exaggerated and wants inconsequential
Caught in the web of possessions and obsessions attractions and distractions shrewd configurations and the superfluous inessential
Her heady race the gravitational attraction to materialistic trappings to power and pelf and rejection of the God given blessings
Little she treasured what was hers a flighty heart followed a mirage digressing from easy comfort to wallow in thoughts distressing
All the while a raging storm was brewing in the horizon with ominous portentous foreboding of death and destruction
An eerie darkness swelled blackening the sky to eclipse the sun and cordon off the heavens
The winds unleashed wrath savage and untamed and she helplessly watched the shroud swallowing her sunshine
The tempest roared and moaned a numbing coldness settled inside fervently she prayed and sought intervention divine
Forked lightning ripped the caliginous sky with violent urgency to sear the earth and brighten the netherworld
The clap of thunder the brutal assault savage and unrelenting the strong did tremble as furies unfurled
A deafening crash the tree was uprooted and with heart rending lament it dashed to the ground
The blow was brutal and swift bewildered she stood shattered and defenseless the blow had pierced her life to impound
When the storm did recede the sun shone brightly but a pall descended and her sunshine was clouded
Rooted she stood broken and wounded her spirit was splintered leaving her speechless and confounded
A mute spectator to the devastation so complete and fatal with the complexities of life so difficult to decipher
Fortunes are fleeting and whimsical for there is permanence in impermanence and misfortune the best testifier
Happy are those who dwell in joy and contentment life is vacillating and inconstant and no fort is impregnable
Bitter lessons she had learnt for adversity is a stern instructor and we all stand on shifting sands
She now felt lonely threatened and undefined drifting clueless to foreign climes and barren lands
But to be vanquished is not our call to rise steadfast and advance for barren lands are often reclaimed.
By: Veena Umesh Sood
Images: Pinterest
Such great piece by you Veena. Thanks for sharing. 🙂
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Thank you so much! As usual you are so generous with your words I really appreciate it . Thanks for taking out time to voice your thoughts.
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Pleasure.
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Absolutely superlative! Excellent and spectacular, riveting and spiritually-psychologically deep! Wonderful work of word art, Veena… I love it!
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I am really thrilled ,these words of appreciation coming from you mean a lot . Your work really impresses me .Thank you so much.
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You are most certainly welcome! 🙂
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This is AMAZING! So very beautiful.
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Thank you so much.🙂🙂
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Uncertainty in life and the gloom that sets in; the dawn of realisation that follows self introspection is very well depicted here with a fine choice of words, Veenaji.
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Thank you for such wonderful appreciation of the post.Have a great day.
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Such a wonderfully crafted piece of writing….thank you for sharing.
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Thank you so much ankan for your like. 🙂🙂🙂
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Wow! So deep and symbolic!
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Thank you so much. Have a great 👍 day.😊😊
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It was so beautiful!!! Enriching reallyy…
http://theenigmaofherself.com/2017/03/the-philosophy-of-grandpa/
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Thank you so much 😊 I am glad you liked it.
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I loved your blog…I hope you liked mine:)
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Thank much for your appreciation . Of course I like your blog immensely that is why you find me so frequently.
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So intricate yet so simple. Ma’am you are in the possession of some mystical writing spells. Kudos.
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Your words are so pleasing and flattering. Thanks! Thank you for visiting my blog.Hope you have a wonderful day.
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So much depth, meaningful, beautiful poetry & picture. I love this!
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Your appreciation heightens the worth of the post . Thanks a lot as always your generous appreciation is pleasing and encouraging. Thank you so much.
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Very welcome Veena!
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Loved reading it.So poignat and well crafted facts.Amazingly stupendous!
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Thanks for the the visit .I am glad you liked it ,the joy of writing is in its appreciation. Love veena
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Pretentious life styles, storms of sadness, uproot the things she finds comfort in … Leaving her rooted but helpless in face of adversity, (which I suppose she wasn’t used to?) experiences averaged by the shifting sands of time.
That’s so true! The simple, strong, and hardworking can find joy and satisfaction even in complex challenges, (that fazed her so easily) and lay claim to barren lands, proving the old adage, survival of the fittest😉
Veena, did I lose anything in translation from beautiful poetry to basic prose?
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Wow! I am so happy you have really dwelled on the post and extracted the essence. I just l loved your interpretation. Thanks a lot. I appreciate your visit and interest. 💕💕
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Welcome. I’m slow and steady. But I always read and try to understand other perspectives!
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You are a great writer, Veena !!!
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Thank you Sudhir for visiting my blog . Your appreciation gives me immense pleasure thank you .🙂
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Pleasure, Veena…Keep writing. Stay in touch.
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I am more than thrilled to read this.Amazingly crafted with vivid depth.Stupendous!
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Hi! Thanks I am so glad you liked it for yourself write very well. Take care lots of love.
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Pleasure is all mine to read your delightful work
Much love.
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Absolutely amazing! What a great talent! Congratulations.
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Thank you so much 😊
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Beautifully written, Veena. I loved all of it, but this part is sticking deeply:
The tempest roared and moaned a numbing coldness settled inside fervently she prayed and sought intervention divine
Forked lightning ripped the caliginous sky with violent urgency to sear the earth and brighten the netherworld
Yes, the prayers are always remembered at the height of disaster and the answer is often really tough to appreciate… love this beautiful poem!
Thanks for visiting my blog and I’m very happy to meet you
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Thank you so much Kathleen. Your blog too was a delight.The pleasure is mutual hope to share a beautiful interchange in future. Lots of love ❤️. Veena
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You have a wonderful blogpage!
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Thank you and thanks for visiting my blog and the follow.
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Welcome Back!
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