The road opens thoughts, the pool somehow stills them. Perhaps, it's the unfamiliar nature of movement which prevents the thoughts from doing what they do best, distract. In a brief moment, under the skies and in the water, I had a wild thought. A post a day on this blog for a month. Is it … Continue reading 31- The week that was
Unblinking eyes on the roof Swoop As she raises her head A wing flutters- her soul stolen Another wing sputters - her memory wiped No time, no space... no wait
Draupadi has no mother but comes home to the woman she calls ma. Full of promise and dreams, she comes, a tempest that seeks anchor. And Ma looks at her, heart imprinting unseen softness under dark diamond.
Yellow leaves sit snug Between blades of grass One leaf falls Another follows And so the song goes on...
what lies inside jewelled waters? only the mist knows shifting shapes swirling secrets the leaves watch in speechless silence as they shimmer a final dance
I want to die under a canopy of green and gold shimmers blue skies and liquid gold play melting clouds my heart smiles ready the earth embraces my fading breath... water gurgles trickles to naught fire claims the last glimpse wind rushes a last dance space bursts i dissolve
The earth lay her bed to create the yajna. The fire burned a slow steady flame as the earth poured her oblations. Endless sacrifice parched the earth, the fire burnt with pangs of hunger. The altar empty but both earth and fire bound... --- Fire met water and they hissed. Enemies they were, twisted in knots. … Continue reading Agni’s stories