creativity finds land..........
Was a soul, wandering in illness.
--- Qudsi Rizvi
The rays of reason found a task in the dimly lit chambers of mind. There were thoughts in mess fussing about the unavailability of proper outlet. They were sick of being lying in under the sheets of dormant darkness. Their powers and capabilities were in rack and ruin and this had rendered them rusted and lazy. It was the air of creativity that brought them out of their insipid life and stirred their conscience. But dormancy would fetter their creative flight and would drug them with the sleep of uselessness. Nevertheless they would pray intently to give themselves the flow of hope and it was their truth that illuminated the vicinity of hope. Their prayers were answered when a beam of the rays of reason saw the beacon of Truth. The rays of reason thoroughly cleansed the impurity of pessimism and sprinkled the jets of creativity. Dormancy was nowhere in sight and uselessness evaporated easily. It was the termite of pessimism that had been hollowing out the being of thought. The stream of optimism filled in the hollow part and hope was transformed into faith. This faith then illuminated the chambers and darkness fumbled in anguish over the dethronement of its reign. That was the victory of faith and hope. Prayer is the energy with which we connect ourselves with Divinity, the Ultimate Creativity.
Diary by Qudsi Rizvi
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The Creative Impulse
In the valley of forgetfulnessWas a soul, wandering in illness.
--- Qudsi Rizvi
The rays of reason found a task in the dimly lit chambers of mind. There were thoughts in mess fussing about the unavailability of proper outlet. They were sick of being lying in under the sheets of dormant darkness. Their powers and capabilities were in rack and ruin and this had rendered them rusted and lazy. It was the air of creativity that brought them out of their insipid life and stirred their conscience. But dormancy would fetter their creative flight and would drug them with the sleep of uselessness. Nevertheless they would pray intently to give themselves the flow of hope and it was their truth that illuminated the vicinity of hope. Their prayers were answered when a beam of the rays of reason saw the beacon of Truth. The rays of reason thoroughly cleansed the impurity of pessimism and sprinkled the jets of creativity. Dormancy was nowhere in sight and uselessness evaporated easily. It was the termite of pessimism that had been hollowing out the being of thought. The stream of optimism filled in the hollow part and hope was transformed into faith. This faith then illuminated the chambers and darkness fumbled in anguish over the dethronement of its reign. That was the victory of faith and hope. Prayer is the energy with which we connect ourselves with Divinity, the Ultimate Creativity.
Diary by Qudsi Rizvi
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Written on 2010-09-06 at 11:59
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