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In each breath, find truth and essence

In a world where love brings joy and pain,

We seek solace and light in the darkest hour,

Seeking support from loved ones

With laughter, but wounds they bring,

Burdened with doubts, fears that go into

Our shattered souls trapped by despair’s weight;

To open again, courageous souls

Need to break free from the dance of material life

And embrace a new chance.

A journey to find positivity,

Auroville, a beacon of change, shines bright;

Personal growth, introspection, new perspectives ascend;

And it holds the key, To set souls free,

To awake, to be mindful,

To let go of burdens, past pains and strife

And let our soul dance;

In each breath, find truth and essence

Embracing new hope, embracing new life,

A journey to unity.

And our laughs, oh how they crafted an abundance of joy.

I walk through a parking I once knew, daunting me

Its ever present skeletons dimly lit up

Pastried murals and sticks and rocks are put in such a way.

I smell the mornings and still hear the birds singing

And us, do you hear it?

those old broken melodies

In that old endless place

And our laughs, oh how they crafted an abundance of joy.

I'm still bringing you through chaos and ruins, I say all this, but know

If I left pieces of me in places, they're here.

And,

If I've been happier since,

It's because,

This is where,

taught me how.

I'd tell you

where, but I want you to feel it too.

Okay, sure there's still home, and home and home and so more is,

So let me tell you a little about home, my mom's here too,

she who calls it home but doesn't know, so here, mom, I'll try telling you in my oh so many words.

Dear mom and anyone listening,

You made wastelands into forests and the smallest definition of a hut into a home with a family, hey dad you did that too, remember?

Dear both of you and anyone listening,

But none of you grew watching our small pool get smaller as you saw it less blue,

A little less,

Dear bro, I guess this doesn't apply to you,

Dear anyone else listening,

You didn't watch the extra hanger you put up for my towel get half your height,

Well,

I guess you watched me in between all of that,

You see me and see a little girl and I laugh and cry and smile and feel everything a little bit at once.

Sure you made me a day everyday, but you don't think of all the things we grew up to,

The butterflies that hang in the house between the pillars where we wrote.

You wrote.

our heights.

slowly watching my brother overtake this little race we created. Yes, he wins, and yes, he gets a little smaller in reality as our worlds get a little bigger than just us.

I love you though.

Remember when we really were each other's first person to love and hate all at once every day?

My house was all of Auroville for the longest time, now Auroville’s the home and my house is a capsule of time and growing up

And home and home and home.

But love, it travels and feelings do too and home is people too.

And I'll be all this with this and more

You taught me so much more, you know?

Maybe this made you me, for moments, or feelings, or maybe you see,

Maybe we're all home and we're all here trying to find it in each other a little more every day.

With smaller walls in the house and different paths in our home, but

It's us.

I hope you see.

To feel those echoes within me

Rain hits the ground

Not shatters, not falls;

Hits.

Clear drum drop sounds

On the cement pavement

On the mute glass windows

Shot into the grass

In a chorus of

Millions.

The thunder base rolls from the distance;

It's too far to harm but just

Enough

To feel those echoes within me

That only respond

To rain.

There's no lightning. There's no wind.

A tired white sky offers

An "any weather" notion

Like someone's thrown a blanket

Over the sun.

I've got the best seats in the house.

Mesh frames offer me the 3D experience,

To feel spare drizzles caress me

And remind me

That it's cold outside.

How magical how dark clouds can transform

Putrid heat

Into glistening showers

Of unending bloom.

More than shy candle flames

More than boldly growing shadows

Is Auroville,

In its crisp and waving freshness

Post-monsoon.

just an ever evolving unique amalgamation

When was the last time you walked alone?

In nature, undisturbed, no worries, no phone.

Do you observe your surroundings?

See the trees, the birds, the bugs, the bees?

Or do you like to just get lost in deep thought,

enjoying the freedom, the peace, the soothing AV breeze.

What makes walking in AV so special?

Maybe the answer can be found through deep

contemplation,

Or maybe it's a random mix of constant variation, just an ever evolving unique amalgamation.

What if walking is a form of moving meditation?

We can question endlessly...

But why bother with such pointless speculation?!

Why you love something should not be the fixation.

All that AV's nature needs is our endless appreciation :)

Bad things happen, good things happen.

Either way, we can always count on a long walk to unwind.

Smile, admire, and leave our worries behind.