by Jayita Bhattacharjee
I am love held within the bud in shy,
I am love unfolding with the petals uncurling,
I am rich in delight so ecstatic.
I am shy as the bud in me- struggles through the cracks.
Yet, I am the fierce beauty that rises in light.
I am the lily born beneath the gold of the sun,
I am the struggling bloom rising through the waters of the dark.
I am the water lily floating in a dancing stillness,
Reaching and grasping for all that is life- through the murky waters.
Amidst the ground wet in my tears of heart,
I am the bud that found its bloom.
Through the landscape of agony and grief,
I am the lily that uncurled in full.
I am the blossom that found its way,
Through the waters that churned in mud and dirt.
I am the bloom that soothes your soul,
In the light of the sun that rises with gold.
I am the beauty who wakes up to the riches of dawn.
I am the one who rises to life from beneath the still waters.
I am the heart who found joy amidst the silent sobbing of the dark.
I am the soul who found the light amidst the weeping pain of night.
I am the ecstasy dancing in delight,
Traveling through yesterday's shattered pieces of life.
I am the elation that sings in glee, staying afloat on the waters in still.
I am the splendor that fills this earth with a passion for life.
I am the tearful beauty dancing in waters, holding the hope in light.
I am the soul that sings a melody across the hills and meadows.
I am the faith that learned to rise through the murky waters of life.
I am the lily of compassion that unfolds beneath the sapphire skies.
I am the clustered petals that open through the cracks of a broken life.
I am the bloom on murky waters, singing the song of this earthly life.
......"The Ecstatic Dance of Soul"...Excerpt
Last updated January 27, 2024