Celebrate again

It is New Year How new is really new? celebrate again Celebrate again future waits at every turn charm of the unknown charm of the unknown beguiles hopeless life to breathe on - and search It is New Year Celebrate again   Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille

Evening Sky

I see shades of red, orange, tangerine, purple and gray lose their identity to merge into darkness. How do I define the color of darkness – is it charcoal, navy or just black? Clouds and twinkling stars play their role of enhancing the dark, or being enhanced by it. I think of the color of … Continue reading Evening Sky

Unsung odes

The living do not have a choice, but to cross the bridges in time. I do not know to what extent plant and animal life can foresee the future, but human beings possess this crucial toll of survival. It is the ability to forecast, project, dream, plan, visualize that keeps us going. In absence of … Continue reading Unsung odes