The Rush

The Rush

The Rush

One day,
In the realm of my dream,
I saw a beam.
Curious, I followed on,
with a yawn.

I found myself in a cave,
Dark yet rave,
And in its midst,
I heard a melody.

It was pure soul!
A soft humming,
with a hint of drumming.
It had its highs and the lows.
Yet was tireless and constant.
What could it be?

I just had to explore!
With each step to the core,
The gentleness was no more!
“Strange”, I said.
Further on I went
and reached a vent.

There, in front of me,
was the source of my mystery.
The air misty and heavy echoed
the thunderous call of the waterfall.

I felt a cascade of healing,
rushing through
All my senses & my wounds,
through my mind,
through my heart,
through my past,
through my present,
through my future.
Endless, ceaseless,
singing & pouring joy,
like the touch of Lord on your soul.

An exquisite memory was etched in my mind,
as there nothing more precious,
than the sound of rushing positivity

His Eye

His Eye

His Eye

In our most bleakest moments, we often question the existence of God.

But He sees all, He knows all,

The past

The Present

The Future

We will get our due when He thinks we are ready.

Solitude

Solitude

Solitude

I often run into this phase when I need to be by myself just to reflect or to rejuvenate myself.

This digital art was created during one such phase.

The look and feel here is like that of the system of neurons & dendrites. Like that in the brain. Trying to connect with the One 🙂