Imitations

He plays the Lyre of all our lives - Artists, a mere string or two do strum. Mocking another's creation by duplicating and tampering with the notes, O Child, is the mocking, the thwarting, of God's own divine hum; and though mere mortals may falter, He always does recognise - the true, from the false…

Sweet, seductive Sorrow

Sweet, seductive Sorrow, your ivy leaves climb slowly upon me... Intoxicated and charmed I float higher, teasing you to catch up... and you always do. A world of dark mesh, withering red petals, and bold, unrelenting thorns; I wither too, then, fain, into your arms; that my teardrops may touch you in the dewy, dark…

The Home of the Soul

Listening to them preach - in the days of old - I followed what they said was the right path - until one day I couldn't ignore the wrong in all that I was told, and let the pull within my soul allow me to stray. For better or for worse, I chose the journey,…

AUNTY JI

Have you ever heard the tale of Aunty ji? The one who loves hovering over people's lives like a busy bee, to extract juicy tales from each young flower - she knows no rest - at your back, at all hours! She's the annoyingly boisterous social butterfly, laden with jewelry on kitty-party nights. She wants…

A Happy Heart

Look beyond the thorns to the red rose bushes for beautiful leaves on twisted branches azure streams amid treacherous forests dark clouds that the sustainer of life houses... Prickly pines with their pristine reaches diamond dews on the morning grasses the gleaming orange tree when the sun rises the God painted hues of varied sunsets...…