Brain Fever! Brain Fever! Brain Fever! Today I have a guest post from a fellow birder and wildlife enthusiast. Hemant, very kindly agreed to put together his forest adventure to Corbett National Park, in the form of a free flowing verse/poem.
Yearn to Be Yearn to be, Like the butterflies Fluttering in the autumn sky. Cherish each moment; as it passes by. Yearn to be, Like the compassionate humans, Who sprinkle kindness; like confetti in the sky. Yearn to be; Like the farmers, Toiling in the scorching sun. Holding their ground; For a harvest whose benefits; we reap all year round. Yearn to be; True to Yourself. Acknowledge. Appreciate. Align; with who you are. And wrap yourself…
Be at Ease Today’s gentle breeze, Is a reminder to be at ease. With life’s follies and demands.
Anticipate It is full moon tomorrow, September 10, 2022 and the planet mercury just went retrograde starting today, till 2 October, 2022. I wonder what this full moon and mercury retrograde will bring!
“We shall find peace. We shall hear angels, we shall see the sky sparkling with diamonds.” – Anton Chekhov
What Did He See? – Celebrating Thay (Written as part of Sadje’s What Do You See? picture prompt.)
“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add colour to my sunset sky” Rabindranath Tagore
Ann Frank’s story is such a wonderful reminder in these tough times, to hold on to hope. To believe in the goodness within us and that of one another. The world is going through tough, turbulent times. There is mass unrest, lives being lost, political friction, pandemic woes, mental health issues on a rise, devastations and despair. Yet there are instances of hope. And today I choose to share a few hopeful instances that have added meaning to…
“I think that I shall never see a poem lovely as a tree.” – Joyce Kilmer
the road less travelled 7 August, 2018 What does this picture tell you? A lone traveller on a deserted road? A path where the flora towers over mankind? Are we are mere inconspicuous beings? For me, this photo not just brought back memories of my awe-inspiring walk on the lone road, at Balur, Chikmagalur, South India; but also conjured up a medley of words in my minds eye, by my two favourite poets, Rumi and Robert Frost. “Beyond right…