by Prasanta | Nov 21, 2019 | Community, Friendship, Memories, Thankfulness
Gently the dark comes down over the wild, fair places, The whispering glens in the hills, the open, starry spaces; Rich with the gifts of the night, sated with questing and dreaming, We turn to the dearest of the paths where the star of the homelight is gleaming....
by Prasanta | Nov 1, 2019 | Beauty, Growth, Writing, writing journey
Abscission (noun)* the act of cutting off; sudden termination. Botany. the normal separation of flowers, fruit, and leaves from plants. The Tree From a place deep within itself, the autumn tree bursts forth in glorious color, and shows a different face of its...
