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Rambling Reflections

To where does my soul belong? at times my meandering mind wonders… Is it to the vast blue of the boundless sky or the tangerine rays of the sun at the crack of dawn or to those stars that glisten in it when light descends and night ascends? Is it to the fluttering wings of the luminous iridescent blue butterflies or the petals of gorgeous tulips that greet me to a dreamy paradise or to the melodious tinkling of the temple bells in the morning? It is to the mango tree that I see every day from my kitchen window or its green leaves, twigs, trunk and roots or the playful bushy-tailed squirrel that scampers from one branch to another or to the little brown sparrow that chirps cheerfully in one of its branches? Is it to the blank laptop screen that I was staring at a while ago or these scribbles filling the white screen little by little or to the flapping of multi-hued wings of my vivid imagination that soars high and glides, as I write this poem, smoothly transgressing the boundaries created by reality? Is it to the tune of my favorite melody I hum often or the swing that oscillates in my mind whenever I sing it or to the breeze through which my humming gently wafts? Is it to the rhythmic ebb and flow of the silvery waves of the cerulean blue sea or to the tiny boat far out there, bobbing up and down the waves? Is it to the gleaming full moon spreading soft light at midnight or the wick of the flickering candle diffusing hope in darkness or to the buds finding way to bloom at the trench of rocky soil? Is it to the relaxed, steady-paced ticking of the needles of time or the lull of stillness of the pitch-dark night or the evanescent dreams I get before sunrise or to the sweet aroma of coffee waking up my senses in the morning? Is it to the refreshing drizzle of the memories of childhood or the pleasant petrichor after the first summer rain or to the arc of vibrant spectrum of colors of the rainbow that emerges? Unbound, yet bound…. In the all-pervading cosmic tapestry, to where does my soul belong? What goes on in the mind of the rain drop that clings to the tip of a leaf and is about to fall to the ground beneath? “Do I belong to the leaf or to the soil underneath?”

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Date: 3/21/2025 12:06:00 PM
Really beautiful poem, Ani! Your questions and answers speak to the heart of every heart. Congratulations on your win! So wonderful to see you posting! Sending you blessings of spring renewal!
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Date: 3/7/2025 8:44:00 AM
Back with Congratulations on your win. I enjoyed reading your powerful/creative write again. Have a fun/blessed weekend as you write away..................
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Date: 3/6/2025 5:15:00 AM
Dear Anitha, Your poem is nothing short of a full heart that speaks to the soul. Your words are like that “gleaming full moon,” spreading light and hope in ways that are both comforting and thought-provoking. You’ve taught me to pause, reflect, and embrace the beauty in life’s fleeting moments. Spring Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel
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Date: 3/6/2025 2:19:00 AM
Beautiful rambling reflections Anitha, who knows where our soul belongs, though I believe we belong to God and that one day we’ll dwell with Him in heaven above… Beryl
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Date: 3/5/2025 4:50:00 PM
I noticed the transition of your thoughts after hitting the great stanza about the laptop. Then you waxed even more poetic. The final lines were just stunning, sweet Ani Keep up your great poetry
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Date: 3/4/2025 8:59:00 AM
What a powerful/creative write. Life has many questions with few answers. We belong to God. Have a blessed day writing away........
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Date: 3/4/2025 6:46:00 AM
Interesting lines penned and questions asked. We belong to God and what we do with that knowledge makes us who we are. Thanks for sharing this one with us. Sara K
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