Amma spent
a lot of time
with us…

When I, my siblings
and cousins were
growing up, once
during our summer
get-together, Amma
came up with an idea.

She said:

Close your eyes
Visualize water
Concentrate
          … silence
                a brief gap …   
Now narrate
What unfolds? 

I started describing
momentarily experienced
streams of images

Jal, Water, thirst,
clouds, lightning, thunder,
rain, shower, brook,
spring, well, lake, pond,
river, fish, turtles, swimming,
Dams, floods, tides, ocean …

Oh yes, bathing,
washing, cooking,
cleaning, hygiene, laundry …

And of course,
liquids, juices, fruits
sweet, sour, tasty,
and my favorite
summer delight
… the watermelons.

And I stopped … gasping for breath

Amma mused:

See how a word reveals!

Be it any word
its several layers
concealed within
connect to other words
forever expanding
as the tree of life

Of all the images
whatever allures most
reflects personal affections
hence get entertained
and stirred in the mind
transforming into a dream,
fantasy, an aspiration,
an aim, a goal or target,
purpose to achieve
friends to play
lover to embrace
enemy to squash
song to sing
rhythm for dance
to stay healthy, happy
and in harmony

Just one word
and so much learnt
Imagine if one contemplates
on the Word of words;
would not one
get the key to unlock
the supreme potential within,
that encapsulates
the absolute existence

~*~

Mesmerized since,
I am still overwhelmed

  

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