Times of Old - Poem
I wish I was born in the times of Old,
Where the tales of Gods were the histories told.
Were bodies were of st...
Mystic Writings
Angels - Poems
I stay in caves and trees etched in rocks and leavesAs the rhythm in the rain And the endurance in painAs ba...
Poems to the Divine Mother
Leaves whispered a soundI looked behind, felt you were around. Were you in the waters? cool and deep,Or do you l...
Hall of penitants
To you I raise my plea,
Hear my call, and set me free.
Your presence, I humbly implore,
Illuminate the path that ...
Listen to the Universe
Navaratri - day four :)
On most Sunday evenings I prepare for the upcoming, super busy Monday. My experience yesterday was different; it was beautiful. We drove-out in the golden sunlight to a nearby hill, which has a small but lovely waterfall. After settling down on nearby rocks around the gurgling cascade, we touched the water, it was so cool.
Raamaa and Mukundaa are names of Girls, Literally!
Day three of Navaratri :)
I stay in a place where it rains most of the time, even if there is less rain the sky is...
Synchronicity
Day two of Navaratri :)
Gardening has always been a family ritual in our home. A few days ago I and Amma planted ...
Oneness of Krishna and Lalita
Day1 - Navaratri morning, I woke up to the chirping birds warming their feathers in the mild sunlit branches that a...
