The harmony of being

I was meant to be a poem

But instead I grew wings

Now when I soar high in the sky

And glide with the wind

You witness the harmony

Hidden away in my being

The rhythm in my words

Not heard but seen.

 



4 responses to “The harmony of being”

  1. A beautiful exhibition of emotions, thanks for sharing such a magnificent post! According to your convenience please do read some of my writings would love to know what you think about them 😊

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      1. Thank you for respecting my request 😊

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About Me

Nehaan in Persian means ‘secret’ or ‘hidden.’ In Japanese, the same word means ‘nirvana.’ In these pages, I will make an attempt to explore, and if possible, partly or fully reveal what lies hidden from our view in our day-to-day lives. The path will be characterised by a certain lack of method which I think is characteristic of human intuition. I write and shall continue to write only when inspired to do so. This also means I might occasionally make forays into varied fields such as science, music, philosophy, language, linguistics and poetry, to name a few. I hope this would not put off new readers and tire the old ones! But who am I to complain–even the lovers of fine wine feel repulsed by the first drop and still, quite strangely, dizzy by the last.

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