Recently, my friend posted a poem online from one of my favorite Poets,
Khalil Ghibran. Usually, his poems ring loud and clear of Truth and Beauty but this time, while I was indeed, moved by the poem, I was also inspired to write a counter poem.
It has been several months since I posted on my blog, so I thought I'd use the opportunity to post both poems.
Fear by Kahlil Ghibran and
Love by Me (Amaya Kalki)
I hope you enjoy both of them.
~*~
FEAR
It is said that before entering the sea, a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has travelled, from the peaks of the mountains, the long winding road crossing forests and villages.
And in front of her, she sees an ocean so vast, that to enter there seems nothing more than to disappear forever. But there is no other way.
The river cannot go back.
Nobody can go back.
To go back is impossible in existence.
The river needs to take the risk of entering the ocean, because only then will fear disappear, because that's where the river will know it's not about disappearing into the ocean, but of becoming the ocean.
~*~
LOVE
I once met a River,
Whose Sound penetrated my Heart.
Streaming from the Source
Thru every cell of my being.
But this river's Song
Did not whisper to me of Fear
She hummed a gentle tune
Telling me of a grand,
It is said that before entering the sea, a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has travelled, from the peaks of the mountains, the long winding road crossing forests and villages.
And in front of her, she sees an ocean so vast, that to enter there seems nothing more than to disappear forever. But there is no other way.
The river cannot go back.
Nobody can go back.
To go back is impossible in existence.
The river needs to take the risk of entering the ocean, because only then will fear disappear, because that's where the river will know it's not about disappearing into the ocean, but of becoming the ocean.
~*~
LOVE
I once met a River,
Whose Sound penetrated my Heart.
Streaming from the Source
Thru every cell of my being.
But this river's Song
Did not whisper to me of Fear
She hummed a gentle tune
Telling me of a grand,
cosmic journey
An infinite flow
And as the Ocean of Experience unfolded
An infinite flow
And as the Ocean of Experience unfolded
before Us,
It was with a Joy,
knowing the flow,
was a continuous cycle.
A welcoming Home.
A new life
Soon to become one
With a multitude of drops.
A welcoming Home.
A new life
Soon to become one
With a multitude of drops.
Then to become part of the Air,
to fly amongst the clouds,
Next, to fall again as Rain on the Earth,
Her gardens longing to be quenched.
Then one day,
forming a new river,
a new identity.
Traveling once again home to the Ocean.
The journey forever blessed,
The cycle always continuing and nourishing.
It was a song of Love,
Washing away Fear.
The journey forever blessed,
The cycle always continuing and nourishing.
It was a song of Love,
Washing away Fear.
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