Posted by: Naren on: April 24, 2007
The little one peeped out, receiving her first rays of golden red sunlight, and warmth. She was a young, light green color, innocent and raw. The bleak early morning sun smiled at the young life sprouting. The little one looked about herself, yawning and seeing the world drenched in nectar like dew. As she looked [...]
Posted by: Naren on: April 22, 2007
I live in a cyclone, one that is relentless in it’s fury,
One that is gentle to look at, from a distance.
I live in a strike of lightning, one that always strikes at the same place,
One that lightens everything up, if only for a moment.
I live in an avalanche, one that keeps boring down upon me,
One [...]
