by Prasanta | Sep 21, 2016 | Poetry, Uncategorized
Finally A road gravel Gray, brown, quiet Leading back to home Dust stirred up by walking I waited for words to be spoken Maybe the leaves would whisper Or I’d hear through the crunch of gravel I thought, at times, it echoed in the trees, When I...
by Prasanta | Jun 1, 2014 | Beauty, God's love, Hope, Jesus, Poetry
Scarlet A scarlet thread Burns long, thin Where I stand, Intersecting Sunday And the corner Of my heart– Hungry for red. I know the thread, The very one It pulls me to your neck and unfolds like silk. I pull string taut tie knot so needle won’t slip...
by Prasanta | Dec 23, 2011 | Christianity, God's love, grace, Jesus
I love the pencil scrawls of a young child. The words are out of proportion, misspelled, and the sentences are incomplete and full of grammar mistakes. But, I love to read and see these early attempts at writing. It is a glimpse into the thoughts of that young child....
by Prasanta | Mar 2, 2011 | Beauty, Family, God's love, Holy Spirit, Hope, Jesus, Purpose, Quotes, Treasures
Do you have a treasure chest? Perhaps you have an old, hand-crafted chest with a unique story attached to it. Or, perhaps your chest is homemade, decorated by you or someone you know. Or, maybe your special chest is a store-bought one, filled with jewelry or other...
by Prasanta | Dec 13, 2010 | Christianity, God's love, grace, Jesus
I love the pencil scrawls of a young child. The words are out of proportion, misspelled, and the sentences are incomplete and full of grammar mistakes. But, I love to read and see these early attempts at writing. It is a glimpse into the thoughts of that young child....
