not every summitrests upon the highest rockI pause, interactwonders of being humanarrive, before arriving moonrocks dropluminous windowstell storiesof the skyincarcerated sunraysrocky paths ahead What Do You See #365
Being Human
Owls
The diversity of opinions across the world, in describing an owl is baffling. The West sees it as a symbol of wisdom and associates it with Greek Goddess Athena. Indians have strangely made is a carrier of the Goddess of Wealth. It speaks of wealth entering households in the dark, allegedly by unethical means. It … Continue reading Owls
Mysterious Sky
barely visiblesilent stars withhold secretsof the darkest nightsmeteoric moves betraycontracts for cold comfort zones ~I thought of their unfathomable distance, and the slow inevitable drift of their movements out of the unknown past into the unknown future~ - Herbert George Wells Do I trust sunshine?It highlights parts of the Earthshields its host - the Skypaints … Continue reading Mysterious Sky
Raining Thoughts
floating memoriesdrift on rugged surfaceslife changes swiftlyunexplored depths threaten toresurface with a surprise Tanka Tuesday Challenge #71
It’s only Hope
when it all feels losthuman limitations screamnuminous is hopetransformation to beliefsbecomes a reason to live RXC #435
Contemplation
reflected glorymesmerizes ardent viewerseach petal declaresallegiance to azure skytwilight strikes contemplation ~Between fragility and flame, truth finds its voice~ blooms elevatedby following trails of lightturn inwards; reflectbeneath a space cadet skyinner core fuels life to fly Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge #67 - All things Yellow
Baptism
I wish you would askbefore I hold my breath tightbeliefs drowning meMy core struggles to break freefrom weight of imposed dogmas Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
Tales that tell, stories that sell
My footsteps have created a pattern I don’t recognize. The world around me has organised my random movements in a way they like. It feels like I kept talking incessantly, but no one was really listening. The background score they added to the video of my life doesn't make sense to me. machine languagesturn scarcity … Continue reading Tales that tell, stories that sell
Felicitation
ancient stones ascend,slow whispers of patient earth,moon descends in grace,crowning their long, silent climb,silver blessing on the peaks. What Do You See #323
Crossover
your absencethe best gift of allwhen I amfree to bemyself once again - livingbreathing in fresh air when expectationstake a backseat and wild dreamsreign supreme - I crossedge of possibilityinto shapes of untamed winds Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
