Silence of solitude

Silence and solitude:  

Sometimes silence is so comforting and speaks for itself. Silence caresses like a cool summer breeze, bringing solace to the soul and  surrounds like a fresh, pristine, white blanket of snow on a winter's day. Sometimes it enters the soul like a mother's lullaby. Fragments of thought, splinters of words, and droplets of silence spin  into a kaleidoscopic puzzle, falling into  an incredible new pattern.

There are days when, even a feather would fall without drifting one way or the other,  the grass straight and silent, the leaves dangling more and the only sound is the hammering of your heart against the ribs cage and I can feel the  beating of the wings as birds fly, everything  still, utterly still.....absolute stillness. No air stirring  the grass or leaves,  no clouds drifting.... . Even my own breath dies with an eerie tranquillity,  soothing my senses.  For me the stillness of my soul comes then.  Then I can rest with  my muscles all burnt out,  sit, unwind my mind and let my thoughts flow. And I let life  do what it will; even in the greatest of storms I am still inside, waiting, to rejuvenate and spring back. 

A limited version rebel.

She was a lost soul, broken and weak
with no resistance,
then came a light through the crack
to awaken the rebel in her.

She was different with scars all over,
daring unlike others
sometimes silent and distant,
in her own world.

A rebelling solitary soul,
with a tower of strength,
She   flaunted her scars defying all the rules,
knowing   pain was a challenge  through  everyday,

A born fighter,
she knew she would win the war,
but  a little sore...
fighting pain day in and day out.

A fire in the soul.

I read somewhere that a  lamp's wick, flame and oil resemble man's body, soul and source.

"The soul, like the flame, is a flame of yearning and inspiration, that  burns brightly within ,  inspiring  to connect to nature. It desires fiercely to break the shackles that bogs it down. Yet, like the flame of the candle,  illuminates the inner spirit within.  The body of a man, like the wick of the candle, is both grounded and physical. With all  limitations, many real needs and desires, the body entraps and enslaves the soul within it. Yet, while imposing its restrictions, the body also houses the soul and provides an outlet for its unique expression. The soul can only feel, perceive and savor reality through the body's senses; it can only move about freely with the body's limbs; and it can only think and analyze with the body's mind. The body's very groundedness, then, provides a means and opportunity for the soul's relationship with creation."

Whenever  I go through lot of adversities in my life I always take inspiration from the 'Pheonix' that resurrected itself. Time and again when I am faced with the pains that outnumber all other aspects, I derive inspiration from this bird..
All the wonders you seek are within yourself.” ~Sir Thomas Browne

"History claims that the phoenix began as a common bird that’s nest caught on fire by the hand of a God-like figure. As the fire started to consume the bird, instead of suffering, she decided to dance in the flames. Eventually, the fire reduced the bird to ashes. However, this was not the end of that wise bird, for she knew her ending was only the beginning—the beginning of something greater than what she ever thought possible, a resurrection.The  bird emerged, more powerful and more beautiful than ever. The phoenix represents a rebirth. A rebirth of the body, mind, and soul, that unleashes itself when the spirit is set free from its self-inflicted shackles." I believe it possible, and can relate to it in a lot of ways.

I do believe in this quote, "All the wonders you seek are within yourself, " by Sir Thomas Browne.  I always wondered if this fire burning inside me would find its way out and lead me to live life fully. I learned it the hard way that the fulfillment I desperately sought was in my passion, regardless of what the passion is. I can do something with that I enjoy doing, and it will eventually lead me to a place I never dreamed of. I know I owe it to myself to put to use my  gifts.

The phoenix: she’s in all .... just waiting to be unleashed, that fiery feeling inside,   feeling as though something has to be done to heal .. not wallow in self pity...
It is the passion within that's  waiting to be expressed, and ultimately finding the lost soul. . Of course, one of the scariest things in life is change, but to embrace change is to embrace life. To be true to the feeling inside , urging  to take another road  is to be true to yourself.....and sing along its thorny path.

I know no one can know what truly makes me happy and alive except me. Eventually, my happiness will be enough to make  my yearnings come around—and my joy will be enough to heal me.... be it cooking, decorating, being with nature, or playing music, I find a way to awaken that spark within me , and that will make me glow.....and with this I awaken the phoenix within me,  inspire and become stronger.