What's meant for you will not pass you by like empty roads or bright streetlights; wait, dear soul, like trees in winter nights, for boughs rich with ripe fruit, in the springtime! © Isha Garg Thank you, my dear reader, for your continued support, with all my heart! Warmest wishes for, and see you in,… Continue reading Ishaism – December
Let the trees rest now and let down their leaves - these brown burdens are not meant for them to keep - but to be carried far away with the wintry breeze, before they wake and stretch their branches in Spring, so hush now, and let them sleep; hush now.... and let them sleep... ©… Continue reading Ishaism – November
Inspiration is the bird that alights on the mountain of the mind, adding ripples of music, to the flowing rivulets of thought... © Isha Garg
And so, the long awaited Spring, sent word of its coming...on those leafy messengers of the Fall... © Isha Garg
Look to the lighthouses of hope when you're at sea - the shore isn't far, o lost one, the shore isn't far... © Isha Garg
