#marchlitwrit day 17: favorite genre to write.
fantasy! favorite to write, favorite to read, favorite to think about. which is why i had to share the #grishatrilogy in this post. this series got me back into reading and writing.
i love escaping into an entirely new world, i love discovering a magic system. something about the impossible and fantastical makes my heart sing.
what’s your favorite genre to read or write?
वह पीली सुबह,
मुझे फिर उन्ही पहाड़ों में ले जाती है,
जहाँ अभी भी फुसफुसाहट गूंजे चली आती है,
और वादियाँ चुप सी उन्हें सुनती रहती हैं
एक कहानी वहॉं,
खुदसे खुद को ही सुनती है,
एक गीत जहाँ,
खुदही गुनगुनाये चला जाता है,
जैसे दूर किसी शहर से,
कोई अपना वापस आया हो
मैं चुप चाप खड़ा,
मुस्कुराता रहता हूँ,
सोचता हूँ मैं क्यों चला आया यहाँ,
या किसी ने बुलाया है,
हाँ एक सपना कभी आया था,
क्या वही खींच कर लाया है
पहाड़ सीना ताने,
सुबह को अपने संग बिठा लेते हैं,
और पूछते हैं कल के हालचाल,
चिड़िया यूँ उड़ जाती हैं,
गुम होती हुई सी आसमान तले,
जैसे हवा ने बिछा दिए हों नए जाल
ज़िन्दगी बस थम सी जाती है,
इस पीली सुबह को,
जैसे कह रही हो रुक जाने को,
बैठ जाने को पास के ही एक टि-स्टाल में,
और बोलती है की क्या करोगे कहीं जाकर,
बस पल डुबो कर चाय में,
फिर उन्ही में कहीं खो जाओ
और मैं हूँ की,
मना भी नहीं कर पाता ...
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Take a look in the mirror,
tell me what you see.
a beautiful green eyed girl,
or the wreck you constantly speak.
you’re a brilliant being,
and an intelligent soul.
watching you smiling,
there’s no brighter whole.
stronger than you’ll ever realize,
you’ve taken on every toll.
even with all your cries.
you’re love so pure,
like every sunrise.
you may be unsure,
but you’re immaculate.
my love you try and endure,
things you shouldn’t have to.
no one should have to handle things alone,
please try a new view.
i want to help through everything,
i hate seeing you so blue.
the world can really sting,
but i believe in you.
baby take a deep breath,
and remember all you love to do.
you are pulchritudinous,
in every possible way.
the heart you hold,
i don’t want to gray.
just take my hand,
and please stay.
from this day forward,
along with every day.
"father god, please use the dead things to nourish the soil of my heart," i cried!
i didn't even know where that came from. but it was the cry that surfaced when he began tilling my heart.
as we have traveled this "grieving with hope" journey, i am realizing a few things. one, our hope is not in our circumstances but rather in our god...the god who brings life from death.
also, this journey is not an either/or thing. you don't grieve or rejoice. you do both and you do them in motion. what i mean by that is, the very act of "lifting up our eyes" in hope is, us taking a step of faith into the lives that god still has for us. it's trusting that though we may have lost a job, a relationship, a title or a loved one, god is already in the act of bringing life from that.
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Walking with god in the midst of a process.victory in the battle. healing in sickness. life in death. it is a powerful mixture of the good, the bad, the ugly, and the beautiful. at least it was for me.
when this whole journey unfolded, i had a measure of my own fresh revelation, but what i was living from was primarily was what i had been taught and learned through other people’s revelation and teaching. it was truth and very powerful, and god used it to grow me up and mature me in so many ways. i treasure everything i’ve ever gained from another’s process or experience with god and i’m 100% positive i will continue to grow in that same way. i believe with my whole heart that it is absolutely part of god’s intent and purpose that we all learn and glean from each other. that’s why i burn to see transparency and vulnerability in people.
however, when you walk through your own dark night of the soul, you come out changed. there is simply no way around it. the beautiful part is i am now living primarily from my own interaction with god. i have my own discovery of his love for me even when my worst self is confronted. i am undone in a very up close and personal way by his absolute unending faithfulness. that faithfulness is what has led me through this long hard season of injustice, without my understanding of why it was happening.
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