Rejuvenating Morning Walk:

Waking up early to cold shoulders and pain
soul realized, a boon it was to reborn again!
“Isn’t it miracle,” that while others
are breathing their last...
One can still breathe and breathe in again.
But then, we the fools, take everything to be final.

Orange stream of sun light,
peeped through the window.
Bowed to feel blessed many fold
Ready to be embraced in its light soon…
enriching, setting the energy of life to flow!

As the soul walked out, parakeets in pair,
welcomed and embraced it…
How difficult it was to crane the neck, left and right
but, it knew it was the way of mother to clean
of all the junks that might be stuck up!

It walked and observed the red whiskered bulbul,
perched on top and singing…
healing and warming the heart instantly!
The energy of life force,
felt it shiver with pleasure,
in the inner realm of the soul!

The crows “cawing,” pleasant it was to ears
birds all around,
as if seem to have come together.
Streams of golden light,
the soul seem to have bathed in!

Carpet of gulmohar flowers,
mother nature as if has laid out...
Yearning and longing of
being One with mother earth,
the soul seemed to have felt!

It stopped at the park, where the drongo
was perched on top of a pole.
Meditation as if it was in
drew me to what the soul,
should be focusing on!

Flying and sitting in front of
the Nature, adorned almighty God.
Get your focus back,
to who has always been Whole!

Everything that was happening,
to be felt deeply inside now…
It knew nothing and everything
exists, here and now….

Fools are those,
who take everything to be permanent!
Forgetting the beautiful,
eternal, loving souls!

Nothingness of outside,
inside everything awake in us.
How many of us, realize 

'that the soul is eternal as it never dies,
solace we give to our self though...
when we say “rest in peace” or “Shanti of the soul.”

Taking the temple to be permanent,
while the soul to them, is an arbitrary term!
Hilarious it was, with what they suffice the soul with,
“Am not dead, don’t call me dead,”
they seem to have cried out!

Realizing not, every day, we die at night,
to be reborn again!

           Problem, Dear Soul, lies when
 we take the body to be permanent
and soul to be a small part of self...
Love the soul and deeply breathe, Sweetheart!

“For, Nothing,” my dear,
“nothing is permanent…”
Thus, the soul, said “rest in peace,”
for its own comfort…

Don’t take life so seriously,
a sordid reflection of your thought!
Let’s be merry and happy
until we become whole,
with the One who awaits us!

Pic Courtesy: Google

Reference for "Rest in Peace":

http://devdutt.com/articles/world-mythology/no-resting-in-peace.html

 http://www.gotquestions.org/rest-in-peace-RIP.html