The voice of reason and chance |
It is a beautiful afternoon that is slowly transcending to evening. Spring is but days away, as winter is creeping slowly away. As days become longer, I relish and appreciate the warmth of the sun a...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Mar 2008 19:06:00 GMT |
The Charge of the New |
As we open our eyes to the new year, we look forward to all the dreams and goals we present before us. 2007 is but a memory, still wrought with the pains and sorrows and yes, the triumphs and gl...
Posted by on Tue, 01 Jan 2008 20:23:00 GMT |
Irony of the dream |
A wish is only a wish when it remains silent. It becomes a hope when it is a possibility. It becomes true when it is realized. This is a blessing that I have not thought possibl...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Dec 2007 21:33:00 GMT |
Tears are real |
So close, yet so near. I could feel her warmth, her presence so close to me that it was intoxicating, her fragrance like a rose on a spring day. Her skin is flawless, like a baby's. ...
Posted by on Fri, 07 Dec 2007 21:48:00 GMT |
Love’s Feign Design |
The tears we cry are usually in vain. Separation is an anxiety because we are cut from the source. I feel torn, apart from the love that is my life. "If only" is the cruelest tease.&...
Posted by on Fri, 23 Nov 2007 22:13:00 GMT |
Airavata Lives! |
An excerpt from my novel: The great irony is that I observed the little beauty that makes the generous fulfillment of life. The devil does indeed take care of his own. There are polluted souls with th...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Nov 2007 22:45:00 GMT |
Beauty is Love |
In the dream, we are all born as one. In the dream, we are all of the same flesh and spirit. It is the illusion of reality that seperates us. It is the eternal connection of the sour...
Posted by on Wed, 14 Nov 2007 22:02:00 GMT |
