I sweep the soul floor daily
-These lines were mentioned by a friend as in the course of an invigorating chat with her. Since that day , these lines have been resonating within me at all times, tugging at me , beckoning me , arguing that they need a place of their own.This post is dedicated to her, who has been the inspiration for this post.
Forgiveness, i believe, is a real treasure.Not for the person at the receiving end , but for ourselves. For in doing so we are able to heal ourselves from deep within.As she said ,
जाओ माफ़ किया, मैनें अपना दिल साफ़ किया
Its we ourselves who gain at the end, we cleanse ourselves of the negativity that is holding us back. So,
I sweep the soul floor daily...............................
Bits of ego shrapnels, with slicing edges
Broken off into kaleidoscopic patches
Wild expectations that become a twister
Whirling with voices dark and sinister
Some shards of pain on the uneven floor
Piercing , drawing blood to the silken fore
Dust of those now fallen from grace
On the pedestal of worship I did place
Where love once brewed a magic potion
Lies an overturned vial with dregs of poison
Dripping down with dried congealed blood
Of nascent hopes that fell down with a thud
A comatose butterfly with a broken wing
Damaged in punching words in a boxing ring
Ignored, devoid of sensation lies a broken dream
It's pieces run amok as i wipe them clean
Tears from the pillow seeping into moist wood
Bitter smoke rises as vengeance plays the crook
I am looking for the treasure with the golden sheen
The power of forgiveness to wipe the slate clean
It lies under the bed that I sweep in the end
Buried in the clutter of the heart on the mend
With this I've thrown out all the hurt and the pain,
This magical lesson helps me keep going again
No karma to carry forward as negativity melts
My soul floor is clean , its my favor to myself
Be blessed, friend.. Your words always inspire
