I Listen

" I Listen "
With arms wide open like the wings of an eagle,
    A young eagle that has  made its very first flight in to the deep blue Heavens,
    Flying against the WINDS, all alone, high above the heads of the world,
    In to the divine SKIES where nothing can catch it...
    Attaining its heart desire, to fly on the tops of the passing clouds,
    Above all.... above everyone and everything....
    Where no rules can bind it.... 

   In to the very Heavens where the SKIES are conceived...
     I run..... run against the WINDS....
     I can see... I can feel... The WINDS against my Breathe....
     They run along with my Thoughts... like the streams of WATER running down the hill tops...
     Running along with my Breathe that has the instinct to survive... survive in its true form...
     I can feel the WIND below my feet... carrying me all along... 
Arcane ! Arcane !
   
    Like the story from the ancient times... hidden... forgotten... perished... 
    For all those whose Eyes are shut and forbidden to see the marvel of the NATURE...
    For all those whose Ears are open to the world but closed to the words of the one who is the Source...
    What i See is what i Say... People call it craziness, but who has ever seen the beauty of what i See...
     Who has ever Heard what i Heard... The whispers of the Woods that echo deep in my Ears...
    As if trying to peek in to my Heart... inviting me in to the DIVINE WOODS !

   The beauty in Love... the Love for "MAN"-Kind despite being hurt...
    Pure... Pure form of Love and Service ...
    Guarding the world all around from the lands where the Sun creeps in to the Dark Worlds... To the lands where IT Dies down to start all over again....

    
I can see... I can listen for the FIRST time...after a long time... ever since my first BREATHE...
    The songs THEY sing... the melody in the NATURE...
    The beauty of THEIR  VOICE thats been forgotten for ages...
    The VOICE that diminished among the Cries of Human Beings... Cries of WEALTH... GREED... PRIDE...

    Diminished forever... in to the deep DARK SKIES... forever ... a silhouette!!!
    The satiny in the Pastures... bargained for things WE made and thought to dominate the very essence of NATURE...
   
    How long has it been since our ears LISTENED... to the VOICE... ????
    Its BEAUTIFUL to LISTEN ... Witness the VOICE to know who YOU are .....