I hold you in my gaze
Warm, the cockles of my heart
The beats, a now recognisable constant
Dull noir pulsates to hyper-saturated chromas
In breaths and out
Stream of consciousness triggering synapses
Agitated ‘Nowhere-ness’ to limpid ‘now-here-ness’
A discordant indigo mind turns into a more placid azure
Eyes well up
I blink away a tiny tear
As the heart drinks deep
I am back
* Viraha (Hindi) – The realisation of love through separation. A dedication to the town of Rishikesh, to which I was to travel today, but haven’t because of the COVID lockdown.
“I choose to visit it again & again because it provides solace to my soul and leaves me refreshed & rejuvenated to carry on with the humdrum affairs of my life with greater vigour.”
Sangam (The River and a Rivulet)
Quaint village, cobbled streets, bracing weather, lovely people (although you don’t see any)…what’s not to like? I could walk this path forever! Continue reading →
A peep through a break in the wall. Flowing, aqua water below. Steep rocks to climb down. White, sandy, riverine beach. Solitude, tranquility, serenity…
From a recent visit to my haven in the hills of North India. Continue reading →
Street art in Toronto…
Picture of Toronto street art…
Desire manifests
and the heart longs again
The Universe delivers
A sense of expectation develops
random rants ruminations ramblings 