It’s nearly dusk, the white mists rise, like foam above the waters, and I cannot lie - for the life of me, I’m scared and I could swear I see the strange pale light. I fight to see through the blur and misty skies, I cannot trust the mind nor sight. Yet out there it… Continue reading Will o’ th’ Wisp
I woke from a heavy slumber upon being lit again. A mere stub now… That stature and pride of youth gone, but leaving behind like molten wax trickling down my wintry body, the illumination of wisdom that comes with time and a lifetime of service. Would you like to hear a dying light’s flickering words… Continue reading Words of a Melting Candle
A certain numbness, a certain death, has always resided within my soul, and sometimes I can feel its heart beating… feel the numbness, hear death beat with a life of its own- a certain morose, yet regenerative kind of life- lying so close beside the fresh, vivacious, carefree part of me, that to smother one,… Continue reading INDIFFERENCE
They preached all answers lay in the lap of Heaven; they warned against any unholy liaison and alliance. The way had been spelled out in scriptures and commands; no deviation would be welcome, no dissent, no demands... Said keep your eyes on the road, and your heart with the divine - follow this one rule,… Continue reading Holy Unholy
Dear reader, Shelley once wrote, “I fall upon the thorns of life, I bleed.” For years, I felt this way too and ended up wallowing in my sorrow. Questions of ‘Why me?’ haunted the dark corners of my mind and kept me from vacating this state for good. It was only in time that the… Continue reading O GARDENER!
