"Some days when I am able to pick a pen and write, I know I have been blessed."~Savita

Welcome to my blog. In my quiet hours I seek to touch the depth of myself and my surroundings. My thoughts that take form of poetry are just the scratches on the surface of life as it reveals to me. Wrapped in a delicate veil of symbolism and ambiguity these verses and expressions also fulfill my desire to share a bit of my self with others. I hope reading them would be as enjoyable for you as writing them has been for me.

Sunday, May 12, 2024

Motherhood- Nature’s Best Gift!



A  quick flash of memory 

The pleasure of motherhood invoked!

So captivating was the bond of mother and child.

Running after me on his knees

His wobbly body passionately

Trying to reach me!

Even few seconds of my departure

And his intense effort to be with me,

His laughter and chuckle 

To see me return from other room!

All that split second flash back 

Filled me up with immense delight.

With gratitude I prayed to Supreme Mother

Don’t let me lose this love for a child

Even if s/he isn’t mine.


Savita Tyagi


1.14. 2024


Note:


Taittiriya Upanishad describes the Brahmananda (Bliss of Divine) having many forms and layers stressing that ‘This Brahaman itself is Ananda’. If the Truth of Supreme Being is Ananda, then a Child and a mother are the best personified form of that Ananda. 

‘Matra Devo bhava’- Mother is the first form of God.  


The poem above is the outcome of a morning dream impression.


Happy Mother's day to all.

May 12. 2024


 

Wednesday, March 27, 2024

Dream Escape



Usually I forget most of my dreams!

Sometimes though images are so strong that their impressions remain,

However small it is.

Last night’s dream was also something like that.

Couple of short beautiful images-

Under the evening sky, in Nature’s garden few mature trees full of spring flowers,

Created a tranquil Ashram like atmosphere. 

Surrounded by trees I was alone yet without any sense of being alone.

Calm and peaceful was the place under the dim light of evening sun.  

In a bowl I collected those flowers. 

Colorful, and vibrant! I remember some bright yellows!

Every petal bursting with a silent joy, lending colors to the evening

moving towards the darkness of night.  

Come to think of it, did I experience their fragrance? Not sure!

But their sight was enough to create a serenity that one experiences,

Surrounded by the beauty of nature. 

The next image was as natural as the first one!

My eyes gazing upon the two small images to make an offering of flowers.

I do not remember the images clearly but felt a sense of devotion towards them.

Their oblique and opaque structure beyond the grasp of my thoughts or words!


Savita Tyagi


March 26th 2024

Saturday, February 17, 2024

Life

 


The only thing predictable about life is that is unpredictable

The only truth about life is that eventually all becomes false. 


Also true is that we must live, endure and enjoy this deception

However momentary it may be.


Walk all the steps that life grants to us

In knowledge that its concrete slab will out last us.


Hold on to each other if grounds underneath become shaky

Let go of one gracefully who is embraced

By the dark side of life called death.


Savita Tyagi


2.17. 2024

Saturday, January 6, 2024

Our National Debt

 Our National debt hits 

Record 34 Trillian dollars!


Come soon could there be a time,

When unable to pay,

Our Government goes to war with it’s creditors.


Winning with the might of its sword,

Puts its feet on creditor Nation’s chest,

The tip of sword on it’s neck,

And orders the debt to be written off.


I dread to see it in my lifetime

And cringe to imagine it happening 

In our beloved children’s lifetime. 


The seeds of war are growing and growing!


Savita Tyagi


Jan 4th 2024


Note: On further research I was surprised to find that U.S. treasury is the biggest holder of National debt.


Sunday, December 31, 2023

Memories Are Comforting


 

Memories of past year-

Still fresh in my heart.

Hours of sweetness, sounds of tingling laughter 

Moments of anguish and touch of warm tears.

all is intact under the wrinkled sheets of time.


I greet the New year, yet

Bidding goodbye to old is hard.

The year 2023 will never be forgotten!

It’s life changing occurrence,

Lasting impressions,

Countless vague and foggy moments,

Restless and soothing flashbacks!

All is over whelming!


Yet holding on to all of it is comforting.

Each day though trying to live a normal routine

I want to keep the memories of past year alive. 

An old note, a conversation, a smell, a taste, 

A reminding note of a bill to be paid,

Cancelling a doctor’s appointment( no longer needed)!

All of it fills my day.


To know and feel time’s unbroken flow

A closeness to past is needed to grow.

When by the river we never touch the same water again,

But just to go by the river

And touch the new flow in old surroundings is comforting.


Even when greeting the New year

It is assuring to be surrounded with old memories. 


Savita Tyagi


12. 31. 2023