Re-cognition
I meant to write an Easter poem But cold shadowy fingers seemed To obscure every metaphor, each word image Crafted with care to speak of renewal Behind my smiling, animated face A morphing mind reshaped ideas Kept rekindling thoughts about Rupture, about how we are Always in search of the mystical And the mythical to save us From ourselves, and we fly to The moon and beyond, looking For a way out, only to meet Ourselves coming back, having Discovered that we cannot Outrun loss. Maybe before our Hearts can truly comprehend Resurrection; we must turn to Face ourselves fully, but first Set down our masks.



Thats what Jesus Did,
He had to face himself on the cross,
To transcend into his light body.
Complete surrender, acceptance,
Forgiveness towards others.
We are all walking the path toghter.
Sharing time, love and care towards
all beings.❤️🧡💛💓💙💜🤍🌟
This. Was. SO. Incredible. And the photo was the perfect pairing. You took my breath away with your beautiful spoken truth. Thank you Jayasree, thank you. <3