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'What' is said is never as important as 'where' it is coming from - the 'why' of the 'what'. And most important is 'who' says it.
All of 'what' is expressed out here is born
out of my personal experience. Not physical, intellectual or emotional experience but deeply conscious inner experience.
I am not the author. My lips are lend, my hands harnessed for the Universal expression to flow out here.
I am therefore just an expressionist, a narrator.

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Sunday, November 1, 2009

Your illegitimate children




Realities of life
That you were running away from
Shook you up awake today
And made you open the doors
To let life in
Life - that was abandoned
Ages ago
Along with Shame
Guilt, Remorse and sorrow -
Your Illegitimate children
Who you believe
Do not have a right
To co-exist with your
Adopted child - Happiness
They have been hovering around you
Waiting at the door
Hoping innocently it would open one day
And you will let them in.

Today they are staring in your face
Right at your doorstep
Looking for their step sibling
Compassion
With a silent prayer to be let in
Knowing that they belong to you
You watch them from a distance
You have no option now
But to give them space and let them in
Worrying what will happen to your
Designer children - Joy and Peace
And to your dream adopted child
Happiness

Illegitimate children -
Never mind even if they belong to you
Are illegitimate after all
You see your distanced children
Closing up on you
Seeking ownership
Yearning to to be held by your
Essential other - Love
You allow them, accept them
Continue to watch them -
Growing, overwhelming, overbearing
Making you loose your identity
Making you believe
You are them
Your illegitimate other
Till love enters - lightening up the space around
In soft hues of gold and pink
Dispelling the gloom and doubt of identification
Bringing your awarness to your awareness
That you are not your emotions
Your feelings, your sense perceptions
You are not your dreams and imaginations
You are the space in which they appear
And you are the one who is aware
You ARE the awareness
The knowing
The Now.

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