What a Day to Die

The rain falls ,

an earthen odour fills the heart

each sense plugged into the nature

an ecstacy, a holy frenzy, a heavenly  bliss prevails

A wounded sage, smiles through the cracks on his lips

his broken body livens up with each drop of the rain

he dances to an inner tune,

in peace, he moves with the grace of an angel,

it is then when lightning strikes,

and the mortal act of joy of the mad mad sage is immortalised,

by an act Divine.

Pheonix

Out of a burning desire to be one with You,
I rise to majesty,
and at my best,
I set my wings ablaze
to shed my mortal shackles,
My burning carcas;
like a flame thrown across the sky
falls back towards the earth,
Turned to ash;
Scattered, freed,  elevated,
Iam ecststic,
and no sooner dead, that I am born again
Out of the very ashes
of my mortal self.
More majestic, more in Love.
Though i remain oblivious,
Your entire creation is awed
at the spectacle of this magnificent proclamation,
of my love for You.

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