As I sat there in breathless silence, The silence felt louder than the noise,And yet it somehow lent solace,An unexplainable feeling of calm;When the cold breeze gently grazed my hair,With pursed lips, I smiled into the yonder.Rain droplets trickling down trees and into puddles,The sporadic cawing of a lone crow atop a tree,These were the … Continue reading After the Rains
I write to make peace with the things I cannot control. I write to create fabric in the world that often appears black and white. I write to meet my ghosts. I write to begin a dialogue. I write to imagine things differently and in imagining things differently perhaps the world will change. - Terry … Continue reading Why do you write?
Take a moment to pause, And count your blessings; Listen to your inner soul, Softly whisper tales to you; Seek the good throughout, Wake the resilience in you; Conquering the failures, Crumbling the fear within; Marvel at your little triumphs, Cherishing the little we live; Crafting your own journey, Gently drifting like a wave!
Your mind – A clear reflection, Of your profound ruminations; Resonating, constantly conspiring, Your dreams and aspirations; Tread the path with caution, And choose wisely, my friend! You become what you believe, You discover what you seek; Culminate an ocean of zest, Stride on, unearthing your quest!
The pink ethereal skies during dusk, Etching a mural in the welkin, The little yellow dandelions swaying, To symphonies of the soft breeze; The vivid green grass – wet and scanty, Redolent of the musty smell of petrichor; The distant dimly lit lighthouse, Flaunting its color of enchantment; The placid, bottomless waters, Creating a moment … Continue reading A Picturesque View