Wednesday, October 7, 2020

The Morning Walks All Over The Forest...

 The morning walks all over the forest,

and the forest hums in the voice
of a choir raising the pitch
in a sonorous slow crescendo.
The light is falling on the whitewashed walls.
The waterfront is silent still.
Somewhere away is a boat being rowed.
The morning is waiting with a bated breath.

Sushama Karnik
06 Oct. 2020

Thanks for the image @Night passage Night passage

Sunday, October 4, 2020

The Darkfield Here...

 The darkfield here and oh so near, 

slowly gathers the light.

From here to the farthest edge travels the eye

and halts at the edge where stands the solitary tree.

Life just begins at the touch of the sunbeams cutting a path .


An endless sunlight and the summer sky;


what better moment than this

to wake up and look for your wings?

Sushama Karnik
3 Oct. 2020.

Thanks for the image @Night passage Night passage