by Prasanta | Dec 9, 2022 | Journey, Life, Poetry, Seasons
In a matter of moments, the landscape can change. In a matter of moments, a life can change. *** Snow-Fall * A single snowflake floats weightless Millions of flakes falling, land heavy Bring a roof crashing down * Branches bend, dip underneath Weight of snow, crack...
by Prasanta | Feb 1, 2019 | Poetry
Winter Trees by William Carlos Williams All the complicated details of the attiring and the disattiring are completed! A liquid moon moves gently among the long branches. Thus having prepared their buds against a sure winter the wise trees stand sleeping in the cold....
by Prasanta | Jan 25, 2019 | Quotes
“In the depth of winter, I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.” – Albert Camus “I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with...
by Prasanta | Dec 18, 2018 | Beauty, Christmas, creative nonfiction, Faith, Five Minute Friday, Hope, Journey, Nature, Pain, Purpose, soul, Stillness, Wonder, Writing, writing journey
Verb. Adverb. Noun. Adjective. Conjunction. This word “still”. I am here still. I am walking still. I am breathing still. I am thinking still. I am living still. Still the sun shines. Still she smiles. Be still. The leaves have fallen; still hope remains. In...
by Prasanta | Nov 12, 2018 | Creation, Five Minute Friday, grace, Hope, Poetry, Promises, Seasons, Walking
I said to the gem surviving beneath the season’s first sheath of ice and snow, “you are my favorite” because the world walked by and did not notice you . I stopped and noticed your tenacity insistence to live and not die buried under indifference of snow and...
by Prasanta | Apr 22, 2018 | Pain, Quotes, sorrow, Spring, Time
” April was just beginning, and after the warm spring day it turned cooler, slightly frosty, and a breath of spring could be felt in the soft, cold air… And everyone was silent, deep in thought, everything around was welcoming, young, so near— the...
by Prasanta | Apr 18, 2018 | Poetry, Spring
Stifled, choked tendrils Ears strain toward greening silence April snow showers © prasanta April 2018 Picture source: pixabay ...
by Prasanta | Dec 28, 2016 | Brokenness, Love, Pain, Poetry
Snow-Fall A single snowflake Floats weightless, airy But millions of flakes falling Land heavy, bring a roof crashing down Branches bend Dip underneath heavy snow Crack and break Descend on a cold hard ground In the stillness of night, do you hear The echo piercing...
