A thought and feel on Forgetting

🤔 A thought and feel on Forgetting 💖

I forgot myself..

Then started the game of the world..

I forgot who I am..

Hence I recollect who You are .

I could not forget the feel..

So I made it a thought..

I wanted to remember the thought..

Hence I made it a feel..

I could forget it because it was just a thought, not feel..

I thought forgetting was weakness..

I felt it wasn't..

I keep reminding myself who You are..

Lest I forget who I am..

Let not memories reach a stage where forgetting was only a blessing..

Sometimes the culprit is not forgetting but remembering..

Let me forget to remember the world..

And remember not to forget You..

Let me mark the world unimportant..

Lest I may not forget it..

Let the target of my ability to forget be the world..

and inability to forget always be You..

Let me forget what I think I am..

And let me be what I am..

Things were too heavy and messy to manage..

then forgetting blessed me..

Forgetting is the only weapon in the war of memories..

If memories were wild..

then forgetting was a Wildfire..

The greatest advantage with something is it comes back only when I don't forget it totally..

World is apt for a 'forget password' option..

Saints' words are the 'forgot password?' option to His feet..

--Usha Sanka

21-08-2018