(for the teachers who found me some came, taught, left others still grace my life) ~Ancient Connections~ with a voice that melts lyrics like warm honey reminds of the gentle fragrance of incense what higher form of devotion than the offering of eternal music that echoes in every heart unseen are ancient connections unbroken though … Continue reading Ancient Connections
I have a story to tell Would you lend me your heart? I have a poem to recite Would you lend me your imagination? I have a song to sing Would you lend me the space slightly above your skin?
as the pulse is embedded in heartbeats so the soul lies within drumbeats in the beginning was rhythm at the end...an unheard sound
i came here with empty hands take me away such that i return with a full heart
from the heart a secret escapes through the tongue too late... for recall hear the shatter of broken trust
who knew that moments of silence could inflict lacerations as slight as papercuts and eventually break a heart who knew...? *** Inspiration: A papercut on my wrist. Ouch!
at the edge of nothing and beyond nothing i found even more nothing it is this nothing that holds the stars in their places the same nothing that is between each cell in my body that space where nothing exists where nothing is extinguished that space of uncreating creation that space of indestructibility the nothing … Continue reading Edge of Nothing
After I created A Land, Broken at my poetry workshop we had to rearrange the same poem from 2 quatrains to 4 couplets, without deleting or adding any words. when should we be unheard? we, the interdependent and erect hearts spoke in the master’s tongue … Continue reading Rearranged
I am participating in a Poetry Workshop where we will develop a habit of writing poems. The task for this week was to write an 8-line poem that has 2 quatrains (4 lines each) Being the 14th/15th August, I was inspired to write: When a land is broken by her masters And the pain we forget, … Continue reading A Land, Broken
From the International Space Station here is the India-Pakistan border at night. This photograph shows one of the few places on Earth where an international boundary can be seen at night. The winding border between Pakistan and India is lit by security lights that have a distinct orange tone. Source perhaps we hid behind borders because we are … Continue reading where light divides