15th Fall

Photo by Victor Freitas on Pexels.com[/caption] It was a dusky warm evening, 14 falls ago... the kind that surges bliss. Hope seeped inside and swelled inside her. She walked believing that oblivion is strangely beautiful. He held the reins. She held the space between them. Burnt and scared, he didn't let go of the reins.... Continue Reading →

For If

Transcendence is curated in solace yet it is relational. "all within me" "Immanence is cultivated in closeness of relationship; with the aspects of relationship which produces unity or a point of identity." "How will I reach?" For if, there was no one to see, Would you still dress? For if, your scent or stench couldn't... Continue Reading →

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