What’s a secret skill or ability you have or wish you had?
To flow untethered
Away with the seeds and birds
Dancing with leaves and
Clouds from miles above
Hover at the edge of the world
See everyone become a point
A line, a blur.
I am mobile, yet I wish
To travel with the unending wind.
~insight07
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In a world where destruction seems coded in its very existence, I realise it takes such strength to exist, and even greater strength to grow.
My little garden and the plants in it inspire me each day. The cyclicity in their seasons, their stubbornness to not give up, a new leaf or an unexpected flower, even on the gloomiest of days.
These tiny flowers bloom only for a day. Fragile, but full of life. Their straight spines and beautiful thoughts make me pause. Identical, yet so different from the next flower. Each morning, I love collecting them in my palms.
There is a handful, on the best of the days. But this limited bunch also brings true joy.
Sometimes I wonder if I can claim any credit in the growth of these wondrous beings. The only thing I do is give them water and fertilise from time to time. Don’t you worry, I talk to them too.
Sometimes in my language, or in theirs. Mental health is equally important, you see.
That’s where the fun begins.
They talk endlessly about the brilliant sun that warms them. The wind that brings news from the ocean and its distant cousins. They love it when they outgrow the allocated space I have for them, and intrude in personal spaces. They often wonder out loud what cuddling would feel like.
Curious about the heavy engine that cuts clean lines across the sky, they wish to travel. It is a recent evolution- this need to be mobile and see the world. They also wish for sunglasses, or their version of it. The concept of eyes is not interesting to them after all.
A being of touch, they extend their entire existence towards me in love.
They have endless gossip to share about the million creatures in their tiny ecosystem. Only if I did not have to go to work, their chatter could last all day.
This morning, I plucked a flower and tested its strength and durability against the tall buildings in front of my eyes.
Which one had the greater spine? You tell me.
~insight07
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Hello Toad-ers!
I remember posting a few months back about my intention to return to reading. Not that I ever left, but the habit had become so slow that it almost felt like cheating each time I called myself an “avid reader.”
I’m not sure if I still qualify, but the effort is certainly there. While there are still millions of books to read and catch up with, I thought of sharing some of the few books that have caught my eye!
These are in no particular order, and heavily influenced with my need to digest as many stories as I can.
These include recent reads and books I read many moons ago.
I would love to hear your thoughts on any of the above recommendations, if you have read, or plan on reading soon!
Find me on Goodreads @Devika_Todi
~insight07
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It is a full moon tonight.
Cashew is the colour of moon.
The moon is 2 cashews combined.
Roads bend and swirl.
Ice creams have a swirlier swirl.
I am supposed to learn how to handle the wheels of my life.
I can’t even manage walking on my own two feet.
People are flying and trying
I am still walking. Or just staring at times
A full moon. A cashew moon.
Clouds have gathered over my mind.
There is no rain. Cold wind.
The sun is hiding.
I am also hiding.
Layer upon layer of thoughts.
Sometimes I forget the shape of my fingers, only wordless minds remain.
I don’t know if I miss my friends or sister or him or myself.
I do miss beaches. And a sense of relief.
No escape feels enough.
At the end of a long journey. Long time.
Sits acceptance.
And my lonely full moon.
I wish upon Earth many more happy moons and smiling cashews.
(If you have ever eaten a cashew,
You are a full moon too)
~insight07
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