A new post in the series - "All Music is Only the Sound of His Laughter"
Sometimes all you want to do is stay. Quietly.
Stay with the memories. Of that face, that smile, that voice, that presence. Because in that staying is where you find the presence alive and living.
Memories make you relive the moments, again and again. Reliving brings pain, the mind says. Yet, the heart wants what it wants.
Hush, you mind.
The heart doesn't want pain. The heart seeks healing. But it also wants to go back. Quietly. To that moment when the presence was there in physical form. In the form that you knew as yours.
You know that the form is transitory, it always was. The real thing within takes a new form when the old form is tired and weak and ready to leave.
But all that, the heart doesn't want to hear. Not in this moment when all it wants is for the voices to quieten. So it can hear. That one voice.
The heart wants only to hear that voice. Once again.
That voice with which you grew up, the voice that comforted you, the voice that corrected you, the voice that helped you see right and wrong, or right and right, the voice that helped you discover your own voice.
The heart wants that voice.
The mind says - you have that voice. With you. Saved. Listen.
The heart says - I know. I know that voice. Without listening. I hear it. It is.
The voice stays.
And so you stay. Quietly. With the voice. Because in the voice she lives.
In the voice is the healing. Quietly.
Lyricist: Gulzar, Composer: R.D.Burman, Singers: Lata Mangeshkar and Bhupinder
Photo credit: Suhas Mehra
Spiritual significance of the flower:Vital Protection
Surrender to the Divine is the best vital protection
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Linking this with ABC Wednesday, Q: Q is for Quiet