We all have to find our own ways to say good-bye.
Sherman Alexie, The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian
Christian, Jew, Muslim, shaman, Zoroastrian, stone, ground, mountain, river, each has a secret way of being with the mystery, unique and not to be judged. Rumi
Gandhari Amman Temple, Thiruvananthapuram, Kerala, India
Those were the times...
Sounds of laughter shades of earth
Are ringing through my open views
Inciting and inviting me
Limitless undying love
Which shines around me like a million suns
It calls me on and on across the universe
Jai Guru Deva, om
My heart is like an apple-tree
Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit
A Birthday, Christina Rossetti
And it seems I must always write you letters that I can never send.
Sylvia Plath
Say it with flowers...
___my wanderings through Kerala, Rajasthan and Gujarat___ all photographs taken by me
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