Its a fine day to start something new, to dust off your shoes and go down the road less travelled..
A surreal view of a garden walk capturing the vividness of color and the wonder that it can inspire if we look at it with a child’s eye.
Who knows what the glyphs encrypt; perhaps they bear within them the weight of a billion unheard tales and the levity of forgotten dreams.
Perhaps within them are cavernous spaces which resound with the footsteps of a receding antiquity and the footfalls of an impending future.
At the junctions of our many connections we pause, reading signs and hearing echoes, as we anticipate the past, reminisce about the future and wait for the present..
Together, the unknown becomes an adventure, dizzying possibilities become delightful, and fear is allayed by comfort. To all friends, mates and companions who hold our hands through good and bad.
We need not go far and wide in search of rainbows, for rainbows are everywhere, hidden in plain sight, in every speck of light, and the humblest of prisms harbor within them the most magnificent of rainbows.
We need not go far and wide in search of rainbows, for rainbows are everywhere, hidden in plain sight, in every speck of light, and the humblest of prisms harbor within them the most magnificent of rainbows.
To conversations that waft up like petrichor after the rains, encompassing everything and nothing, distilling time and memories into a moment that lingers on..
Once upon a time…