Like a flowing river..

In the river’s voice
each new thought travels again –
graceful in its flow

Photograph of the river Ganges is taken by my friend Arti, of My Yatra Diary.

(’12. jan 01.)

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

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