Autumn colours and reflections
The Autumn Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1833) Go, sit upon the lofty hill, And turn your eyes around, Where waving woods and waters wild Do hymn an autumn sound....
posted on Oct. 09, 2014
"Along the Beach"
To walk along the beach, The sun against your face, Feels every bit as sweet, As the warmth of an embrace.
posted on June 27, 2014
Water Mirror Reflections
Long before we humans had mirrors to look into, nature had its own mirror – water. In any body of water that is big enough - even in a large rain puddle - sky,...
posted on Nov. 19, 2012
I miss the times when swallows nested underneath the eaves And the way the brutal southwest winds bent over all the trees I miss that sense of mystery, of ages...
posted on Nov. 18, 2012
Anyone lived in a pretty how town
anyone lived in a pretty how town (with up so floating many bells down) spring summer autumn winter he sang his didn't he danced his did Women and men(both...
posted on Nov. 08, 2012
Light is the essence of the universe
The ancient Vedic Seers wrote that light was the essence of the universe. “Agni is Light and the Light is Agni. Indra is Light and the Light is Indra. Surya is...
posted on Oct. 14, 2012
Every night The horizon lights up Swirls of pink and orange Fading to blue and purple Few bother to look anymore At a blessing That only comes once a day Each...
posted on Oct. 13, 2012
From the bonny bells of heather They brewed a drink long-syne, Was sweeter far than honey, Was stronger far than wine. They brewed it and they drank it, And lay...
posted on Oct. 09, 2012
The Old Bench
Sat upon this bench, as I observe the lives of folk, So hectic in their ways, in the moving traffics choke, I gaze into the blue sky, asking questions in my...
posted on Oct. 07, 2012
What I dream of is an art of balance, of purity and serenity devoid of troubling or depressing subject matter - a soothing, calming influence on the mind,...
posted on Oct. 06, 2012
Round the Roller Coaster Clock
The infinite is in the finite of every instant. Zen Saying
posted on Oct. 05, 2012
In the still you hear the echo of past laughter, the swell of happy memories lifts you as you swoop through valleys of tears and rise with new hope to glimpse...
posted on Oct. 04, 2012
THE LONELY TREE
Deserted tree stands naked amidst the sorrow cry of the nature Weary fills, transparent shy faced The drought cheeks-dry crooked thorns. Just a sapling-bird...
posted on Oct. 03, 2012
Flight in the Sunset
The free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wings in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky....
posted on Oct. 02, 2012