Scribbles from my journal - 10

i sit before a white screen,

pouring my insides out,

free from freedom and bondage,

free from fear and doubt......

my mind is a smart monkey,

day to day the same,

no need to stop or say no,

no need to play its game.........

neti, neti,

not this, not this,

no words to capture or describe,

the constant screen behind.......

one drop of rainwater,

silence that pervades the night,

light that flickers on and off,

and just this is right........

this unfolds so gently,

so softly caresses my soul,

how can one single moment contain,

a whole lifetime and more......

touch of the goddess on my face,

i feel beautiful to my core......