How many of us believe in Miracles?


“Miracles are a retelling in small letters of the very same story which is written across the whole world in letters too large for some of us to see.”_ ― C.S. Lewis



How a writer paints through words!

“Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.” _Leonardo da Vinci

The hues of the horizon fused into each other, glowing a Light that was so pure…the sun, it started to descend into its cave. The dense smell of coffee united itself with the chill in the air. Coffee comforted the Souls with it’s warmth, liberating them. The soft breeze collided smooth skins to make them feel at home. The Souls drank in the sweet smell of coffee which blew around them as the chirping of the birds rocked Souls to the rhythm of a magical fantasy. The Fairy godmother enchanted lives with a tinge of magic!


Wishing upon a fallen Lash…

How many of us believe in this myth of, wishing upon a fallen Lash? Well, I certainly do which is why I even wrote a poem about it! Even if my wishes don’t come true, I continue to still wish, no matter what. I like the whole ‘idea’ you see. It’s pretty cute – to wish upon fallen Lashes.

I still wish upon Lashes,

Which fall so rare,

From these eyes that,

Withhold Tears.

It had become a thing of the past,

To wish upon Lashes.

But today I,

Wished upon a Lash and,

Blew it off my hand into the sky,

Wide open-

Waiting to maybe,

Accept this childish wish!

Why I love Rumi so much…

‘Out beyond ideas
Of wrongdoing and right doing,
There is a field.
I’ll meet you there.’
And I cannot find any image for this ‘field’ for it is a place of the imagination! Somewhat reminding me of, the Forest of Arden in ‘As You like It’ by Shakespeare, which represents a state of mind according to the critiques.