The boxing analogy


Very inspiring!

Originally posted on Cristian Mihai:

boxing_2_lgLet me tell you a bit about this sport called boxing. It’s tough and rough, no doubt about it. But the most difficult and painful parts are not the ones you see on TV. No, the fights themselves are just the parts that people get to see. The real fighting, the struggle, take place off-screen. The time spent practicing, hours and hours of physical training, shadow boxing, sparring. That’s the tough part. A few minutes in a ring with another fighter don’t even come close to what happens during a training.

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Lullabies for Myself

I weave the magic words
To sing lullabies to myself
But lullabies float in the air
Carried by clouds
The song is heard somewhere.

The tortured soul
Restlessness of night
Finds an echo
And there is no explanation
For the heart throb.

Down pour

Wondering for words
Thoughts wander
Delve they into the soul
To find a meaning
For the sail
Face the storms and cloud bursts
That may some time
Blow away the words
And emotions.
I allow the steam
To gather the cloud
Let the cloud meander
Let it hover
Hover as long as it wishes
Till it gather
Enough water
Then pour
A surge of downpour
On white paper
Write a story
Of the rain and clouds.


Birthday comes
Reminding us
One year has flown by
And 365 days more we have walked
The grass is growing grey
The greenness we have to save
For our future
To read
As a gift
We may offer
They will discover
The history
That we wrote
About our life and breath.

Oh Life !

Oh life
Again it is me
Oh life
I see you as dew drops
Falling on soft green grass
I see the dew drops
Sparkle in the sunshine
Oh life
You sparkle through every thing
Time squeezes to naught
You expand to infinity
You stay
From tiniest ripples to biggest waves
When I wear a smile
It is your dazzle
When I cry
It is remembrance
From every down to every up
You make me grow from strength to strength.
Oh life
I am grateful to thee
I am grateful to thee.