The tangle and bareness
White and brown and dark green and black
Wind through branches is different
Than wind through leaves
And the winter invites me to her silence.
Clean and bright, a fresh start
A fresh wind to dry out
The moisture of suffering
And relationship to culture
Chicadee and Sparrow
Sparsely invite
Songs brief and pure snow beautiful
And harsh wood chopping welcome
The woods in the winter,
Go just far enough
To forget where you’ve been.
seeking solace in the horizon of life and beyond
Mind • Body • Life
Creative Nonfiction & Poetry
Rhymes and Reasons for Every Season
True wealth is the wealth of the soul
Poetry by Dr. Abhinav Majumder
I hope that someone sees this page and decides not to give up.
Reflection
Climbing, Outdoors, Life!
Listen to your inner self..it has all the answers..
Blogging about Culture, Equity, and the Arts since 2013
Democracy and Human Rights
by Yashasvi Shailly
Musings and books from a grunty overthinker
Seeking Truth
:to put to death (as by hanging) by mob action without legal approval or permission
Writing Art
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