Journey of the Heart

I believe that w e can hear the sound of our soul only when we are alone and away from the world...  I penned down this poem on solitude while I was away from all the noise of this world for many days. I feel God hears us when we speak to ourselves during such times, and  retrospect  on specific times in our lives. Nowadays, however, we get so busy in amassing wealth and worldly possessions that our souls often feel abandoned and we feel stressed. Many are after wealth their whole lives and eventually tire  of  chasing it. Instead, I feel our purpose in life is not to enjoy worldly pleasures alone but to help others to live a positive life and to do things which help us, and others, connect more with our souls. At least f or me, devoting some time to being alone revitalizes and nourishes my soul, as well as my relationship  with  God.  Solitude by Vidya Chetan Discovering myself in my solitude In a self contemplative mode, Not in...

I have always found a place to hide... To hide when what I want mostly is to be found. The game I play I have mastered, invisibility, my super power. Even my screams go unheard. To this day I find comfort in being alone and afraid. Acceptance is now my game. Perfect Imprefections by Kim Buskala I see a heart Centered and full Yellow is my sunshine Blue is my sky The storm in the center is my eye I blink in disbelief My breath I hold Virtue pain fear stowed Outside the brightness Imperfections are many Imperfections of life Illuminated by the sun above Below we wish to hide Inside a cave Ashamed, afraid, flawed To know our world is full Of imperfections Which make our world go around Perfect imperfections In retrospect One is the loneliest number That you'll ever know To be lost With thoughts of not being found To hide so well That even your screams are unheard The bleakness we create The sun has set Shadows gr...