Like A Cloud Of Spring!

Someone once asked me.... How come flowers bloom on branches When it's roots from earth have uproot... I said in Detachment ways of learning...She drifts through life Like A Cloud, No roots to hold her down... When her beloved carries her in his arms . Yet! Who nourishes the bud to bloom; Oh! Can doubts of minds be ever pruned.... For what makes an uproot tree Bloom Rose; Oh! How can Faith of A child, Mind of doubts ever know! . In Simpleton ways of heart She gave her mind that thinks & doubts In A Place where miracles breathe She Now Floats.... Like A Cloud of Spring! . There's this tree in the park where Coco & I frequent. Which at a certain hour the sun lights up such that it almost seems to float. To me this epitomises my journey through 18years of pain, where I've grown in detachment to the world & in attachment to my Beloved Lord & Coco. This bond which has internally being growing roots, makes me at peace to all of life's indifferences. Yesterday too, Coco knew the pain I was in. Some pains are such that cannot be voiced out, for the Truth of your words shall raise storms. Hence when I was quiet in the bathroom, he kept waiting & panting outside, knowing I'm not fine. A Love like this that can heed to your unspoken words & silent cry, is enough to nourish. Through this autoimmune disease through 18years in Faith alone & with Coco by my side I now glide knowing he's mine & im his . Copyright: Meghna/2019