Seeds of Empathy
In the face of winds of suffering, feel the soft light of compassion on your face. Humans speak in the language of love, and tune into the whispers of empathy. When life seems to be falling apart, crushed with grief, when you lose sight of the shore of hope, it is then that you feel the soft breeze on your face. A breeze of an empathy tries to enfold you, breathes into your agony as its own, endures your intense pain, carries you when life pushes you down to your knees. That is when empathy penetrates its understanding within you and sows the much- needed seed with tenderness.
So, it sprouts and anchors its roots within your soul, making its way in the inmost places, spreading tenderness to weed out the deep seated suffering. The hardened heart, the ocean of pain struggling in your eyes, the unheard sob secretly tearing you apart, is all that calls for the light of empathy. Release the voice of suffering and let the waters of empathy have their deepest flow. Here comes the beauty out of every dying pain. That is the birth of a star wrapped in the light of a soul gleaming within. This is the soul-light that takes us to a path that lies beyond our pain, beyond the shackles of burden.
This is the light that releases the pearls of healing, that break open from the cocoons of age- old secret suffering--only to give out, the sheer fragrance of peace to a burning pain, so as to fill you with the breath of God. This is the promise of a dawn, the sun of hope, in a new day, making its way in a struggling soul. That somehow made the night, to bury the pain, so as to bathe the soul, in a new light of a new morn. It is only with this shared caring, that we cease hurting the lost and the lonely. It is with this deluge of an empathetic love, that we wash away the grief, that eats away human hearts. It is this long- lost song of empathy, that has been so unsung, by many a soul in this wilderness of universe.
The soul housed in your body is aware of the timeless beauty of empathy, as it flows in the running brook to give what is worth giving, to offer what is worth offering, to rain what is worth raining--the munch needed shower of empathy. As empathy is the language of the soul, the language that speaks of the compassionate understanding of another’s crushing pain. This is the time, when one soul hears another soul, when one heart hears another heart and a wordless communication is exchanged between the suffering and the understanding souls. Empathy can never flow from those who are weak, it can only run from those who are strong, as it is in that strength that empathy runs. It is in that moment of silent understanding, that two souls can find, what one cannot reach alone, only when they share the sacred spaces of tenderness.
They are never alone, together they come, together they sit, as somewhere in this universe, God sent them entwined with each other in an empathy, whose bond is invisibly strong. Togetherness can sing a melody, so powerful yet so peaceful than individuality can ever sing. This is the love letter written on the sands of eternity. Bonds that are woven in empathy have a message, that the understanding of a soul, lies in the gift of listening to not what the other can say, but what the other soul cannot say, not what he can speak of but what he cannot speak of. True reaching out, lies in the beauty of seeing not what the suffering souls can share, but what they cannot share.
To be able to fathom the depths of this agony, to penetrate these most impenetrable places, and to bring them to light, to give them the promising hope, to show them the path in a way, a different way, where light floods in and washes away their past and beckons a new future—that is the light of empathy. Moisten your heart with the richest drops, that are born from empathy, as herein lies the releasing of your silent struggles. Begin to empathize with the hearts that are sealed with grief and failed to release them. Those are the hearts that need to live life again, in the tenderness of emotions---as that is how they can come home again.
In this journey of you too, returning to where you were, when God sent you on this Earth, as the promised seed of divine, it is the light of empathy that is much needed, as by this light when you walk, you come home to your empathetic self, the way god had seeded you by his divine design. This is the rising beauty of empathy, in seeing with the eyes of a suffering soul, in listening with the ears of an injured one, and in feeling with the heart of a wounded heart. In this seeing, listening and feeling, do two souls see the light of kinship, in this journey of life. Out of this empathy, is born an understanding with which you can feel others in yourself as you enter into their hidden depths, where only a light can pierce.
....Jayita Bhattacharjee
Copyright 2018
So, it sprouts and anchors its roots within your soul, making its way in the inmost places, spreading tenderness to weed out the deep seated suffering. The hardened heart, the ocean of pain struggling in your eyes, the unheard sob secretly tearing you apart, is all that calls for the light of empathy. Release the voice of suffering and let the waters of empathy have their deepest flow. Here comes the beauty out of every dying pain. That is the birth of a star wrapped in the light of a soul gleaming within. This is the soul-light that takes us to a path that lies beyond our pain, beyond the shackles of burden.
This is the light that releases the pearls of healing, that break open from the cocoons of age- old secret suffering--only to give out, the sheer fragrance of peace to a burning pain, so as to fill you with the breath of God. This is the promise of a dawn, the sun of hope, in a new day, making its way in a struggling soul. That somehow made the night, to bury the pain, so as to bathe the soul, in a new light of a new morn. It is only with this shared caring, that we cease hurting the lost and the lonely. It is with this deluge of an empathetic love, that we wash away the grief, that eats away human hearts. It is this long- lost song of empathy, that has been so unsung, by many a soul in this wilderness of universe.
The soul housed in your body is aware of the timeless beauty of empathy, as it flows in the running brook to give what is worth giving, to offer what is worth offering, to rain what is worth raining--the munch needed shower of empathy. As empathy is the language of the soul, the language that speaks of the compassionate understanding of another’s crushing pain. This is the time, when one soul hears another soul, when one heart hears another heart and a wordless communication is exchanged between the suffering and the understanding souls. Empathy can never flow from those who are weak, it can only run from those who are strong, as it is in that strength that empathy runs. It is in that moment of silent understanding, that two souls can find, what one cannot reach alone, only when they share the sacred spaces of tenderness.
They are never alone, together they come, together they sit, as somewhere in this universe, God sent them entwined with each other in an empathy, whose bond is invisibly strong. Togetherness can sing a melody, so powerful yet so peaceful than individuality can ever sing. This is the love letter written on the sands of eternity. Bonds that are woven in empathy have a message, that the understanding of a soul, lies in the gift of listening to not what the other can say, but what the other soul cannot say, not what he can speak of but what he cannot speak of. True reaching out, lies in the beauty of seeing not what the suffering souls can share, but what they cannot share.
To be able to fathom the depths of this agony, to penetrate these most impenetrable places, and to bring them to light, to give them the promising hope, to show them the path in a way, a different way, where light floods in and washes away their past and beckons a new future—that is the light of empathy. Moisten your heart with the richest drops, that are born from empathy, as herein lies the releasing of your silent struggles. Begin to empathize with the hearts that are sealed with grief and failed to release them. Those are the hearts that need to live life again, in the tenderness of emotions---as that is how they can come home again.
In this journey of you too, returning to where you were, when God sent you on this Earth, as the promised seed of divine, it is the light of empathy that is much needed, as by this light when you walk, you come home to your empathetic self, the way god had seeded you by his divine design. This is the rising beauty of empathy, in seeing with the eyes of a suffering soul, in listening with the ears of an injured one, and in feeling with the heart of a wounded heart. In this seeing, listening and feeling, do two souls see the light of kinship, in this journey of life. Out of this empathy, is born an understanding with which you can feel others in yourself as you enter into their hidden depths, where only a light can pierce.
....Jayita Bhattacharjee
Copyright 2018
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