"Some days when I am able to pick a pen and write, I know I have been blessed."~Savita

Welcome to my blog. In my quiet hours I seek to touch the depth of myself and my surroundings. My thoughts that take form of poetry are just the scratches on the surface of life as it reveals to me. Wrapped in a delicate veil of symbolism and ambiguity these verses and expressions also fulfill my desire to share a bit of my self with others. I hope reading them would be as enjoyable for you as writing them has been for me.

Saturday, August 6, 2011

A Short Lesson















Driving on the fast lane of highway through Tennessee Valley and cloud covered Smokey Mountains

Speeding past the high and rocky walls that were cut and blasted to pave the highway

I asked my friend “ Oh! Could we stop here for a while? Look at those water rivulets flowing through that mossy granite. How peace full and breath-taking!”

Before I could finish my sentence the beautiful landscape was left behind.

The friend looked at me from the corner of his eyes with a smile on his face.

His smile taught me some thing.

Man is too proud of his achievements.
Too happy to travel at the speed of lightning rod while the seemingly still yet awe inspiring nature always laughs from behind

1 comment:

  1. Anonymous8/08/2011

    thought to ponder. beauty is useless if you dont have time to admire nature.

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