crossword, scrabble, or sudoku?
no, those i do not like to do.
a jigsaw that my heart does woo
oh that is what i love to do.
the “bond of union”, black and white
is m. c. escher’s art, that’s right.
a 1000 pieces, years ago
i put together zactly so.
its only black and white and grey
exciting challenge i must say!
to do jigsaws why i so love
revealed to me a loving dove -
interconnectedness of things
to me that is fascinating.
that law of physics fits i see
to change in any entity.
a person or a company
or country or the society.
software design is similar
to oil painting, i do figure.
mathematics, geography
they all give clues how life to see.
patterns and similarity
that is what i so love to see.
just now the feeling that i felt
is same as what i then had felt -
then that becomes a clue for me,
that’s how i do research. that’s me.
so yet another jigsaw came
peaceful, serene, indigo dame.
her beauty did speak to me of
my inner-beauty. no show-off.
grace and peace in her expression
image of my aspiration.
her silken robes reminded me
of mumma’s winter silk saree.
as i put pieces together
honored me also my mother.
but more than that it honored Her.
this painting through and through is Her.
the more the jigsaw time i spent
closer to Her i truly felt.
Her grace, compassion, confidence
rising from chaos in guidance.
i did this jigsaw differently.
reference picture i did not see
for clue where a piece may belong.
hence ecstasy even more strong.
an intimacy with the art
and with Her glowed inside my heart.
the rapture that music can bring
is possible from a painting!
when you do touch its every line
each subtle shade and color fine.
a bow to the unknown artist
to weave something so exquisite.
jigsaws they speak to me of life,
each piece of life a joy or strife.
each thought each moment and each act
they come together so intact.
observe each piece so minutely
see the texture, shade, line do see.
observing tells intuitively
where from that piece did come to be.
the parts we work on separately
they join others ultimately.
an integrated being must see
the parts with whole in synergy.
personal, professional and hobby
relations, health, all else there be
they merge together seamlessly -
oh see them not as separately.
reference picture we cannot see
yet faith can guide us easily.
He, She, with Love make our jigsaw -
see silently, oh see with awe.
~ vani murarka
no, those i do not like to do.
a jigsaw that my heart does woo
oh that is what i love to do.
the “bond of union”, black and white
is m. c. escher’s art, that’s right.
a 1000 pieces, years ago
i put together zactly so.
its only black and white and grey
exciting challenge i must say!
to do jigsaws why i so love
revealed to me a loving dove -
interconnectedness of things
to me that is fascinating.
that law of physics fits i see
to change in any entity.
a person or a company
or country or the society.
software design is similar
to oil painting, i do figure.
mathematics, geography
they all give clues how life to see.
patterns and similarity
that is what i so love to see.
just now the feeling that i felt
is same as what i then had felt -
then that becomes a clue for me,
that’s how i do research. that’s me.
so yet another jigsaw came
peaceful, serene, indigo dame.
her beauty did speak to me of
my inner-beauty. no show-off.
grace and peace in her expression
image of my aspiration.
her silken robes reminded me
of mumma’s winter silk saree.
as i put pieces together
honored me also my mother.
but more than that it honored Her.
this painting through and through is Her.
the more the jigsaw time i spent
closer to Her i truly felt.
Her grace, compassion, confidence
rising from chaos in guidance.
i did this jigsaw differently.
reference picture i did not see
for clue where a piece may belong.
hence ecstasy even more strong.
an intimacy with the art
and with Her glowed inside my heart.
the rapture that music can bring
is possible from a painting!
when you do touch its every line
each subtle shade and color fine.
a bow to the unknown artist
to weave something so exquisite.
jigsaws they speak to me of life,
each piece of life a joy or strife.
each thought each moment and each act
they come together so intact.
observe each piece so minutely
see the texture, shade, line do see.
observing tells intuitively
where from that piece did come to be.
the parts we work on separately
they join others ultimately.
an integrated being must see
the parts with whole in synergy.
personal, professional and hobby
relations, health, all else there be
they merge together seamlessly -
oh see them not as separately.
reference picture we cannot see
yet faith can guide us easily.
He, She, with Love make our jigsaw -
see silently, oh see with awe.
~ vani murarka
