by Prasanta | Jan 7, 2018 | Poetry
Slowly the west reaches for clothes of new colors which it passes to a row of ancient trees. You look, and soon these two worlds both leave you one part climbs toward heaven, one sinks to earth. ~Rainer Maria Rilke: Sunset ...
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 4, 2017 | Kindness, Poetry, Uncategorized
Kindness by Naomi Shihab Nye Before you know what kindness really is you must lose things, feel the future dissolve in a moment like salt in a weakened broth. What you held in your hand, what you counted and carefully saved, all this must go so you know how...
by Prasanta | Sep 14, 2017 | Poetry, Quotes, Summer
Summer’s lease hath all too short a date… —- Shakespeare, Sonnet 18 The House Was Quiet And The World Was Calm The house was quiet and the world was calm. The reader became the book; and summer night ...
by Prasanta | Aug 8, 2017 | Poetry
August Moonrise The sun was gone, and the moon was coming Over the blue Connecticut hills; The west was rosy, the east was flushed, And over my head the swallows rushed This way and that, with changeful wills. I heard them twitter and watched them dart Now together...
by Prasanta | Jul 12, 2017 | Poetry, Summer
Sonnet 98: From you have I been absent in the spring by William Shakespeare From you have I been absent in...
by Prasanta | Jun 21, 2017 | Poetry, Summer
Today is the first day of summer, the summer solstice, the longest day of the year. Because summer is so short here in the Midwest, and gray clouds hang gloomily for much of the year, the blue skies and bright sun are a welcome sight. The earth is alive and bursting...
by Prasanta | Apr 16, 2017 | Jesus, Poetry, Resurrection
Easter Sunday is a day of celebration and joy. We celebrate the gift of life, Jesus’ resurrection, and the defeat of death! A Better Resurrection by Christina Rosetti I have no wit, no words, no tears; My heart within me like a stone Is...
by Prasanta | Apr 13, 2017 | Jesus, Lent, Poetry, Song Lyrics
Brier (Good Friday) By E. Pauline Johnson (Tekahionwake) Because, dear Christ, your tender, wounded arm Bends back the brier that edges life’s long way, That no hurt comes to heart, to soul no harm, I do not feel the thorns so much to-day. Because I never knew your...
