“What greater gift than the love of a cat.”
― Charles
Dickens
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a four-letter
word---G I F T
evoked some swift
thoughts,
a gush of
memories
searching for
that moon-like gift,
a gift that
lit my heart;
ran like a
girl through the castle of memory,
every nook
and hidden chambers;
rushed like a
storm, clearing all dust---
have i gifted
someone anything precious
that lit their
heart with joy?
have someone
gifted me
something like
that fresh rain outside?
among the
piles of gifts
i missed
anything special,
there wasn’t
any;
did i love
anyone ardently,
didn’t i ?
did someone loved
me completely,
didn’t
anybody?
sitting in
the window
i conjured up
an ocean before me;
with every
wave, i saw every face i know---
who is
precious, who is not?
who would gift
me with love unprecedented ?
who would
love me as my parents and sibling do?
who would
accept me as my spouse do?
who would own
me as my kids do?
who would
appreciate me as my true friends do?
haven’t i
kept the standards high?
wasn’t i so mean, haven’t i built the dam
across my
gushing heart?
what memorable
gift did i ever give?
the unshaken
prejudice---
‘it’s a
selfish, egotistical world out there’---
it thumps
nail upon nail
to the walls
of the barrier!
i drew the ocean within my eyes,
it’s time to unbind the wings,
time to pull away all nails,
it’s time to be the unprejudiced self,
it’s time to know the god’s gift,
the gem that glows along with the truth…
a four-letter
word---G I F T
evoked some swift
thoughts,
and some
unspoken insights
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An wonderful poem! So relatable, I could remember so many times I have thought the same. It's so lovely to see someone else thinks the same. The poem was delightful to read!
ReplyDeleteSuch good thoughts flowing from the prompt, "gift." I especially loved theses lines:
ReplyDelete"ran like a girl through the castle of memory,
every nook and hidden chambers;"
This is just such wonderful imagery.....and for me, just turned 70, to think about these words...it's such a fun metaphor to focus on.....sitting, closing one's eyes, and just letting the memories flow and then to become that girl, running through the castle of memory, seeking every nook and chamber....one memory coming after another, spurred on by another. Just a wonderful image! :) Thank you for posting!
I soooo love the spontaneous flow of the words here. 'it’s time to be the unprejudiced self, / it’s time to know the god’s gift,'...My favorite lines.
ReplyDeleteI like that you realize it's time to know God's gift. It is a precious gem, thanks Sreeja
ReplyDeleteA truly evocative write!
ReplyDeleteA well composed reflection for us all. My compliments and thank you.
ReplyDeleteGood questions for self reflection based on the idea of gift.
ReplyDeleteA lovely self-reflection Sreeja ~ I would like to remind myself that I can share the gift of kindness and thoughtfulness to people I meet everyday ~ Have a lovely week ~
ReplyDeleteThank you all♥♥♥
ReplyDeleteThank you all♥♥♥
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