by Prasanta | Oct 31, 2017 | Poetry
What did Autumn ask of you On trails of fallen leaves Where children stomp Adults stroll and winds scatter? What did your eyes seek Among the rust, the gold? You are the rod, the arm, the voice You are honey withdrawn From my soul A foggy, misty morning Is what I...
by Prasanta | Oct 30, 2017 | Pain, Purpose, Quotes
There are times when it might be difficult to know what “good” might come out of certain circumstances in our lives, particularly if those circumstances aren’t so “good”. This is a part of the faith walk that I cannot see: I trust (and often must make the choice to...
by Prasanta | Oct 27, 2017 | Beauty, Poetry
Autumn Rain By D. H. Lawrence The plane leaves fall black and wet on the lawn; the cloud sheaves in heaven’s fields set droop and are drawn in falling seeds of rain; the seed of heaven on my face falling — I hear again like echoes even that softly pace heaven’s...
by Prasanta | Oct 23, 2017 | Art, Beauty, Becoming Whole, Brokenness, Children, Growth, Healing, Journey, Story
“Are you thinking with me / Of the moon at the mountain’s edge?”- Izumi Shikibu (Japanese poet) Someone posted this beautiful painting on Twitter the other day, and it reminded me of this post I had begun writing a few weeks ago. * Recently, I...
by Prasanta | Oct 22, 2017 | 31 Days, Art, grace
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by Prasanta | Oct 21, 2017 | Beauty, Quotes
“Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons.” -Jim Bishop “He found himself wondering at times, especially in the autumn, about the wild lands, and strange visions of mountains that he had never seen came into his dreams.” -J.R.R....
by Prasanta | Oct 15, 2017 | 31 Days, Art
Well, this is certainly not a face I’d like to run into unexpectedly! I find tigers to be such stunning creatures. I drew this one on 10/14/17… I didn’t sign it but should have. I first drew a tiger in the art class I began in elementary school,...
by Prasanta | Oct 13, 2017 | 31 Days, Art
For the prompt “gigantic”… …Atlas and his gargantuan task of holding up the whole world. Thank goodness it’s not up to us to hold up the world. Mercy! Can you imagine? Yet, we sometimes do try to carry way too much on our own shoulders,...
by Prasanta | Oct 12, 2017 | Quotes, Writing
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by Prasanta | Oct 11, 2017 | 31 Days, Art
Above is the pen drawing for the Day 9 prompt, which is “screech”. It’s an owl, but I am not sure if it is a “screech” owl. I drew this owl first in pencil, and when I did the ink version, I could clearly see what I’m lacking in pen...
