The circle of life

Round and round we go, where we start, we end and then start all over agian...
Today what is ending is giving birth to tomorrow. Tomorrow will bring its own ends and beginnings....
I look at today with a sigh in my heart...I look to tomorrow with anticipation...I look back with content....
Everyday of our lives are an adventure we have lived through,We do not have to be Indiana Jones and swing from trees each day...Just by living every minute of our lives we are a part of a cycle...our own cycle...
Dont resent it, dont second guess it...it is a fabric created by someone who knows all, let it spin...you cannot control it...so just flow...and the circle of life will come full circle...

Yesterday's memories- written by me years ago...just found it!!!

What was today will be yesterday,

What was yesterday is yesterday,

So whether it is tomorrow or today,

Soon it will all be yesterday.

As the day passes it becomes yesterday,

The memory of pain,the feeling of joy,

which was felt today,will be soon yesterday.

Life takes new avenues along the lonely path.

But every path taken....soon is to become yesterday.

No matter how bad today is...it will become a yesterday.

He left yesterday,I was happy yesterday,

I cried yesterday..life deserted happiness yesterday.

But I shall not cry. I will make today good,

That I will always have a happy yesterday.

And even if I cannot...anyway...it will soon be yesterday.

When I think of you...dream of you...you are always smiling।
You smiled when you cooked, you smiled when you talked।You smiled when you talked about cooking....you were all smiles।

Then there are days when I forget।I forget how you cooked।I forget how you talked.The one thing that I never forget though...is your smile.

Once I remember your smile...it all comes back...your laugh your touch, your smell....and you dont seem to have gone...but seem to have just left the room. I can feel the warmth of your embrace, the gentle touch of your soft skin of your sweet palms on my forehead.

I take solace in the thought that you are now the very airI breath...every little wisp of fresh air makes me feel your touch.

The gentle music of the leaves to the wind feels like your gentle musical voice whispering in my ears..."I am here! I love you! I will always be there for you when you need me!"

Happy New Year Mom!!

Turning leaves.....

The days are getting darker, faster.
The leaves are turning color. From green, to orange to brown.

Slowly, gently...riding the breeze...goes down the bouquets of leaves.
They form kelidoscopes of patterns on the uneven earth.
Sometimes I wish I were an accomplished painter.
Sometimes I reach for my camera, in vain.
Then I lay the though aside, gently, trying not to hurt my own feelings...
There is no picture to be taken or painted....
not any that can justify the sheer stupendous beauty and attention to detail...
the creator has infused in every little atom of the topography.

All I can do is look around and marvel...and take it all in.
Absorb and burn it ...in the cores of my mind,heart and my entire being...

a home...a world.....

A few days ago I packed up my home and put it in storage.
As I walked through each room,
picked up every little trinklet, wrapped it in bubble,
I lived a whole day...a whole memory with it.
a picture slipped out the back of a book case.
A memory slipped in my mind.
I played over each time we walked through a shop and chose the
one thing we finally picked up.
After putting every piece of my home in storage,
when I turned off the light for the last time...
the sadness I felt was overwhelming.

I know we will take another house,
We can open every piece and start over.
Yet, I will miss my home which I had built. It was small
it was tiny and over crowded...but it was a home which had love.
I could get up in the morning and see the hills from my window.
I could walk on the cool balcony floor, bare feet, and smell the fresh
grass. My lungs felt they would explode with every breath of fresh air I took.

LIfe goes on, things change, people change, nothing stays forever...yet...there are
somethings which we wish they would stay...and not every moment be
as flimsy and fleeting than it seems...