Solitary feathers drifting down
Lofty trees shroud the sinking sun
While the pampering wind blows fronds apart
A ray of golden warmth gleams down
The sky that knows no bounds
Rolls down to the creases
Where valleys of crimson hue, abound
Catching reflections of a splendid scene
Flocks and feathers flying by
Peering through the sky, the half-traced moon lies
My thoughts prayerful as the day dies
Time is melting by, as the wilderness comes alive
And it’s time we said good-bye
The wave lash reverberates through the skies
Drifting clouds shadowing the night
The weeping moon sheds light
Tear drops evolving to a star-studded sight
My love affair with books goes way back to kindergarten when Dad first decided to take me book shopping and introduced me to a whole new world of imagination.
From scouting and flipping through random books in the aisles of our favourite bookstore to monitoring my reading content during my teen years when we started sneaking romance novels into our homes, we have come a long way. It were those magical stories that made life fulfilling and worth living.
A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies. The man who never reads lives only once.
– George R.R Martin
Reading not only takes your mind off your troubles but also takes years off your mind and enlightens you in infinite ways. New perspectives are built, broadening your scope of contemplation and making a positive impact on your life; which in turn manifests as empathy towards others and drives you to altruism.
I urge you to snuggle up in a warm bed and bury yourself in a good book to open new doors that lead to bliss.
A fair amount of nudging from family and friends and here I am picking up the threads from where I last left them, all frayed. What are New Years for, afterall? This post is long overdue and labelling it as tardy would be a bit of an understatement. But in my defence, I have my hands full with my toddler and as you’d know, motherhood doesn’t come easy, you just embrace it.
Time heals all wounds and it’s not long before you get back on your feet and feel yourself again. And not just the shadow of your former self. There is light at the end of every tunnel. Just hang on and it will be worth it.
There’s something about the sea that comforts the soul and revives the mind.
Those of you who have known me through the years wouldn’t be surprised, owing to the fact that a considerable portion of my life has been spent dawdling on sea shores trying to figure out the meaning of life and more often than not just sharing a moment with family and friends, watching the spectacular sun paint a myriad hues as it goes down on another beautiful day. Much the same as life as we know it, no two sunsets are ever the same. Eclectic with fresh opportunities waiting to be ceased by the hour, a new day is born everyday. It is in our hands to make it or break it. What do you choose to do?
Let us step into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure.
– J.K. Rowling