So beautiful is the moment when the tree becomes my beloved

March 29, 2017

I feel as though:The deep, cooperation of the trees are inviting me to enjoy the warmth of some deep spell, under the supervision of the Sun; but my shy existence dare not raise its eyes to cast a glance at the trees. So beautiful is the moment when ......the tree becomes my beloved and wishes to provide the warmth of its lap to me! Blossomed in the grip of very fine susceptibilities, the intensity of my unusual experience makes my existence lifeless

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Shaheer, Let the Shaheer Die completely

I love those moments when I realized that I am an idiot. These moments are very beautiful and powerful and very deep painful, because this idiotic is very clean--clearer than any knowledge. This idiotic is healthy, because those moments are silent only and silence is very wonderful state; then I realized again that I am Silence only. Then I said to myself, " Shaheer, let the shaheer die completely dear; she is still alive, let her die, mallah (Dearest ). Now that Shaheer is on death-bed. There is no pain, because Shaheer feels that she is birthing. This birth brings everything in my being, and... My being is growing vast like sky but very aliveness... Emptiness but very energy... Nothingness but very healthy... Alonelyness but very blissful... Freeness but very rejoicefully.

Morning Bloom

So beautiful is the moment when the tree becomes my beloved

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