SOMETHING ELSE

There are millions you meet in your short stay, here in this mortal world - yet something in particular do you in them, find to love. It’s not beauty, not compassion, no not kindness either - it’s something else you love… Something there are no words to paint a picture with; something immeasurable in worth.…

ALL THAT WE’VE LEFT BEHIND

Respite, that and that alone is what now I crave, to escape and fly, unnoticed, invisible, before I reach my grave. I have for too, too long now, sung this, my serenade, to the Ideal World, unto which I shall take that leap of faith. But wait, what if it doesn’t exist? It surely must,…

Old Soul in the New Age

I am the whispering wind in the cold night; the shooting star with a trail of white; I am all worlds; I am a tale; I am the bird heralding the gale... I am the dawn, the dusk, the will o' th' wisp; I am the footprint on the sand, and the rescue ship; I…

Prayer

Dear lord, help me realise how lacking and deserving I am of the care and love I so incessantly extend to souls... other than my own... And in that realisation, dear lord, give me the strength... to help myself. © Isha Garg

SAVIOUR

In the middle of nowhere, inside a deep well would I be found? - who could tell? Should I cry for relief, grapple with the waters, or resign from this life - does it even matter? My body was ready to drown, yet my spirit did grope, The mossy brick mound for the solitary hanging…