- vkaushalam
- May 22
- 1 min read

Fighting...
Fighting within.
Fighting not to get trapped in negativity,
Fighting to stay rooted to beauty and creativity,
Fighting to let positivity blossom,
Fighting for others to be free,
Fighting with the dark side of my mind,
Fighting to let the little voice to emerge,
Fighting to let cries of despair vanish as unreal,
Fighting to get myself a boost,
Fighting to calm down the mind and stay grounded in this little things of daily life...
And when fighting is over,
I turn a page, surrending....
And turning a page, I found some dried leaves remembering shivaratri, indian times,
Turning inward to look at the heart space,
Turning inward catching any inspirations,
And exhaling,
Releasing pain, suffering of the mind,
Relaxing the body,
Letting any ray of the sun warming my body once more....
Transferring the energy into steps in the direction of a light house there, far away,
Surrounding by the fog, the mystical island of the soul...
Inhaling again, strength
Exhaling hope,
Inhaling the power of Shakti power,
Exhaling Kali's beauty,
Crafting again, the feet as roots of a tree , hands, fingers interweave in a dance with a white thread.
White as purity of the mind,
Yellow as a sunflower,
Geru as the mud of a dusty road,
Bare feet throwing sparkling particles around,
Interconnecting body, mind and the soul with the cosmic mother....
Any cell laughing together with the universe.