sense of aliveness

as i look at a
swarm of sparrows
appearing in front,
appearing within me,
i share their
sense of aliveness,
it's what i am ---
dazzingly alive.

a memory arises ---
we were sitting in a park,
a huge massive ancient tree
near us,
and a swarm of sparrows underneath,
fighting.
we looked at it, alarmed,
but it was you, amongst us,
that got up, ran towards them,
and broke the fight.
there was that sense of aliveness
in you too.

another memory ---
hundreds of us, playing holi,
we, a small bunch, stood playing,
cluttered at one spot,
but it was you, amongst us,
that broke away, ran out
in the hundreds,
with a water gun in your hand,
mesmerizing all,
with your
sense of aliveness,
that you shared with us all.

i step back into my room,
feeling that aliveness,
and look at the flowers,
in front, bright purple.
nothing in this world can be
more alive.
nothing more beautiful
can remind you of your true self.