Between a Butterfly and his Flower

A Duet by Rejoy and Sunitha.

He - The Night seeps gently through

Like a dark shimmering blanket

Into you, Into me

While we find in each other

sweet rest of an Embrace so right;

She - Our Love twinkles softly within us

In melodic lilts of lyrical light

As we hold each other

Locked in a World away from this world

by the threads of our belonging,

Fused in the afterglow of our Union;

He - Your eyes twinkle brightest

in my starlight night sky

Your breath like the gentle breeze

that fills and fulfills

Your blessed feet quickens to give me repose

And Lips quench my thirst

Even more than can wine that sparkles

She - Your every touch finds its twin in me

Like the night clouds flitting through

On the journey to their home in the sky,

Our linked fingers and lingering kisses

A testimony to a Love so sublime

It echoes in the Summers of our ancestors

And the Spring of our Children of the Future;

He - A Kiss begins to form on your lips

I seal it with my own

You are here with me

wherever you go my Flower

And Distance don't matter cause

We have found our Home .

Anti - Gravity Static

Swirling Clouds

circling my Coffee Mug,

Apathy soaks my cells

the smell of new Rain

and Raw tepid earth

somewhere

in the near distance

Some things-a-changing

And I know not

how to stop it

unless I become

Static Gravity.
Stop it.

I have changed

So have You

Oil and Water

separate yet together

in anti - fluidity

so strange yet

uneasily familiar.

Familiar Strangers

yes we are ...

Of a still exist

Me and You

in collisions of

Words;

paragraphs ;

Sentences;

Encircling volatility

like blue bottles trapped

within exhaustive intentions

of dissentive contentions.

How did we get here?

How did we arrive

Ensnared in the certainty

Of your un-belief of Me?

Despite my sustained

belief in an un-You

as only I knew it?

For
when i really began

to believe in Me

My very sanity

became your

strident questioning

and I was hunted

like a common criminal

to polarise it

with my anti -gravity
Static
and spent.

In the

indivisible reality

of momentous realisation
frozen over

the instant

when

you ceased

to believe in

the sanctity of

We.

Silver Lining

SILVER LINING

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I found my silver lining in the confines of a Plane at 33,000 feet ...in the year 2010.

Strange... because I have always hated Flying. The mere thought of 'IT' would make me shiver, feel incredibly claustrophobic, make my palms clammy, sweaty and my heart beat erratically ! NO. Not because of some nameless fear. Or some bio-illogical OCD. But because of a near miss air accident as a Child while on holiday with my Parents, which we miraculously survived and lived... for me to tell this tale.

Since then, every time I boarded a Plane after that fateful journey... every flying experience was a literal torment...a fervent wish for 'can this be over soon pleaaasseee" ?? I remember feeling suffocated, unusually tense, and on the verge of 'something terrible is about to happen ANY MINUTE". The mere sight of an Aeroplane, induced acute emotional palpitations, at the naked thought of tons of gargantuan impersonal metal ripping through my fragile, fatalistic body.

And so..... most of my Flying time, would be a forgettable one,... with moments of vague lucidity, when I actually remember doing something normal ... like drinking water, or stretching my feet, or just staring at the back of the seat before me with the plastic white food tray latch... in stupefied moronic silence. And Always... in abject surrender to the inevitable finality we all worry about at the back of our minds.

Our own overriding Mortality.

And the image in my mind would loom so large [damn my capacity to visualize in such detail!] 

...in case ...Just in case...the Plane dove unexpectedly into a downward spiral and I felt myself thrown through the air helplessly, like an abandoned feather ejected from an angry Silvery Bird ... and loosing consciousness as I hurtled through Space into the eagerly waiting palms of Death and the afterlife ... in the certain knowledge that I would never get to experience the joy and splendor of this beautiful world we live in.

Every wakeful moment on a plane thus became a Living death and every step on terra firma after each journey like this, became a rebirth of sorts.

But that particular day in 2010 was different somehow. I was on a Plane to a *somewhere* for a *someone* who I would willingly give my Everything for. Death was no longer something fearful. Death was just a transition from the physical body into the spirit one... 

because when Love is more powerful than your Fear... you can transcend dying as a price for it.

But I knew I had to live. I had to live ... to carry through the commitment to someone so dear to my heart. 

Someone so close to my spirit. Someone for whom i would give my life. 

Someone to whom I had given life. My first born child. 

An oxymoron yes ... but a Someone with whom my responsibility indivisibly lay.

And so i mustered all the courage I had within me, to dare to look out the window at 33,000 feet, 

for the very. first. time. Ever.

To see what I had all along, been too petrified to See.

My eyes were awashed with a vision so breathtakingly ethereal, it melted all my fears away and debunked my apprehensions forever.

The night sky was a sprawling carpet of inky blue darkness, hung over with a velvety cloak of clouds, wispy trails of grey blue smokey pathways of light and dark ... and shimmery stars which seemed to twinkle at me, like happy little faces of light. I remained suspended in that vision for the longest time, as I felt a blessed Peace well up within me in waves of champagne bubbly. And for those subliminally glorious moments, I experienced the 'no gravity space', between my Mind, Heart and Soul, uplifting my inner spirit to a gossamer light weightlessness.

I took a conscious moment to whisper a wordless prayer.

And... With my head in the Clouds and the Earth just a speck, John Lennon's words 'Imagine there's no Country, It isn't hard to do, nothing to kill or die for, and no religion too'...became a no gravity reality space, uniting my Being to the star light and to myriad slivers of Day just breaking, where the World for a few suspended kaleidoscopic hours...lived as One.

I have never been scared of Flying since .

My Tangible Butterfly

I walked the longest walk,

And As I walked, I talked

within Me without Me,

and Myself

into the reasons

for every Reason in my mind

wondering

wandering

In search of my everything

that lies within

the Grace of a Love

so sublime,

It is almost not there

I, me, myself ... am not there.

From one end of my mind

to the other end,

I have walked and walked

Divided the breadth, with a

sometimes quick step

Sometimes an excited Hop

And a break into skip

Or even an occassional trip

No valley of imagination

No stone unturned, just in case,

left upturned,

I find unvisited ...

I walk

in search of the Me

that fit

that fixed

that felt free

to be more of the Me

that only I can be...

Night falls in folds

in self imposed silence

100 s of Sparks flash

in the envelop of darkness

On wings of a thought

cloaked in the apathy

of another's illusion

Of a Me that does not,

has never Fit

with the me

that is Me...

And So...

IDream of Butterflies

in colors so luminescent

on wings be alight,

They give me the being to fly

Suffusing the length

and breadth of my mind

In tingles and tangles of

that elusive Love sublime

And I walk on

and on, looking forward

and an occassional

look back momentarily

on a reflective echo ...

Seconds dissolve into minutes

into hours and days

Alone in the Valley of my Mind

caught by the temperateness of my thoughts

I walk the streets of my mind

and wait in the shadows

in the veiling of the

incessant Rain,

and run into fascinating corners

illumined with the

elusive after glow

of a before Moonshine ;

I break into a Run

I don't know towards what

I just know that

I have to keep running,

Right here, right now,

I feel myself hurtling

I hurtle towards an

indelible I am perfect Now...

lucid and clear

as the crystal mountain water

A Now that is waiting

in a You

as is reflected in Me...

I run in steps so light,

I hardly feel my flight

and suddenly, magically,

I stop

For I feel

a light knock

on the back of my Shoulder...

And when I twirl around...

My eyes are blinded by the light

before Me...

For I stand in my own Valley

sprayed with the shine

of brilliant yellow Sunflowers

and as I look up

slowly

I see the most wondrous sight

of a 1000 Purple Butterflies

rising up above

in tangible

shimmering flight.

SONG OF THE SEA URCHINS - A DUET

DUET - PART 1

By

Rejoy Panakkal

My heart beats surely
Slowly, lovingly
Did I have to wait this long
For your dance, for your song

An embrace I now remember
Of your perfect sleep in my arms
After a sweet surrender
And a night filled with the scent of ur jasmine balms

Will we be forever parted
Is this how we always started
But to end in flame
Of desires long harboured and of Souls O so same

Under the evening stars here I think of you
Is this our eternal fate
To look for each other forever
And eternal destiny and journey to you my soulmate ...

DUET - PART 2

By

Sunitha Choudhry


You start
where I begin
A Soul melody
as age old
as the frolic of a
Sea Urchin's sing ;

In the winter
of our parting
lies the sweet autumn
of lingering memories
of a Love so poignant
there is no ending
nor knowing beginning ;

A seam less
electric impulse
between twin Souls
in an Ocean of
Remembering
and Lingering...
A spirit Dance

echoed
by the wind
rustling through
the Jasmine Trees ;

Smoky shadows
of many Suns
in many Moons
of days gone by

And
Days yet to come
lie Oblique ly
in swathes of
luminosity ...

We breathe in
the Stars
as One;
Interconnected
Energies
indivisible
by the gravity
of our separation
within the
brevity of
endless cycles
of Beginnings

and never
Endings ...