turbulence inside me
cannot absorb
brilliance of halos
Sun, Moon and planets
wink in sarcasm
condescendingly
at my hollowness
my woeful inadequacy
diffused forms
of the same energy
circulate around me
in varied intensity
to become an aura
of changeable colors
I dream
I meditate
I evaporate
into outer space
to gather myself
become a halo
once again
around Sun or Moon
it doesn’t matter
if they don’t recognize me

Superb and soexpressive, Reena. Beautiful take. Shubh Navratri. Blessings.
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Wishing you great Pujo holidays ❤️❤️❤️❤️
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Thanks, dear. 💕💕
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“Sun, Moon and planets
wink in sarcasm
condescendingly
at my hollowness”
– evocative lines!
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Thank you, Nicole!
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Amazing depth and reflections on one’s inner self. The last line is divine. Brava!
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Thank you so much, Eugi!
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You are most welcome, Reena!
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Wonderful and so evocative
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Thank you so much!
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👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼
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❤
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