by Prasanta | Jun 23, 2014 | peace
17 But the wisdom that is from above is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, willing to yield, full of mercy and good fruits, without partiality and without hypocrisy.18 Now the fruit of righteousness is sown in peace by those who make peace. ~James 3:17-18, NKJV What...
by Prasanta | Jun 19, 2014 | Uncategorized
Truth A firm place For stubbing toe and A soft place To lay head… Bewitched paradoxed ground with Reeds not bowed by wind. *** The poem above is written in a form called the “Shadorma”, with the following syllabic structure: 3-5-3-3-7-5. I...
by Prasanta | Jun 18, 2014 | Journey, Poetry
Driving through the Hills of Pennsylvania Somewhere between Toledo and Leesburg I left them behind Driving through the hills of Pennsylvania Tumbling into valleys Pummeling east I see them approaching Catch them after crossing the Potomac The straps of the...
by Prasanta | Jun 16, 2014 | Uncategorized
<Warning: spoiler alert! If you have not yet seen the movie, the post below is full of spoilers. > I watched the movie “God’s Not Dead” recently with a group of teens and some parents. Our local movie theater offers a $5 ticket for all movies...
by Prasanta | Jun 6, 2014 | God's love, Poetry
Gently Cupped Hand When flowers fall down from heaven floating toward tumultuous land I know not where fragility ends as I’m caught in gently cupped hand. Vapors exhume in darkness but vapor of breath am I Weapons circle sharp around me–...
by Prasanta | Jun 2, 2014 | Poetry
lost and found I hide rumors in my tightly clenched fists, before I bury them, whole. You won’t find me asleep, nursing my wounds, fading like dusk. I lose roses, I lose nightmares, and find my...
