Autumn winds are the winds of change and transition, a time to harvest the past and look to the future, yet a time to stay grounded and appreciate the magnificence surrounding us that is the present.
There are ties that bind and ties that set you free; entanglement sometimes ensnares you and at other times leads you out of labyrinths, be it the mythical labyrinth of Crete or the dizzying mazes of human conception.
Emerge from the chaos, emerge from the deep; emerge from the trance of this soporific dance..
Let the rhyme and the reason come undone, its all in the season, let it turn!
To be human, though they did not teach you at school, is to learn how to break the rules.
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Its afternoon outside while you stay in the cool chambers inside, basking in sleepy reveries.
Before Dusk, when the dying embers of the sun still embrace the horizon and the young night waits in the wings.
Before Dawn, when the earth is still ensconced in its memories of midnight.
Fragmented, I pick up pieces of myself to make an arc, to make the world.
Life is but a dream and a flow and we find our innate rhythm by going with this flow rather than resisting it!
Hinglaz Bardoloi