
Effortless is misunderstood
It doesn’t lands in lap of the one who looked up
It lands with the one- that loved with their all
Loved without limits of us and them
Effortless is love funnelling the previous gives into grace
Ease is love without knots of outcome
It comes around
Many folds
Many times
Many lifetimes
And fills one when they forgot to ask
If your journey had unexpected grace and effortless ease
Ease you cannot explain to strive
But somehow all you touch ‘thrives’
Then leave the curiosity
Let it contentment seep
And thank every stone,
every flower and every creek
your maker like boomerangs
It bounces spreading gifts
In this private realm of poets and lucked out misfits

-Poet and Counsellor Rupika Moitra

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