In the spider-web of facts, many a truth is strangled. ~Paul Eldridge
All she wanted was to find a place to stretch her bones.
A place to lengthen her smiles and spread her hair.
A place where her legs could walk without cutting and bruising.
A place unchained.
She was born out of ocean breath.
I remind her;
‘Stop pouring so much of yourself into the hearts that have no room for themselves.
Do not thin yourself.
You do not bring the ocean to a river.’
~ Tapiwa Mugabe
―“I live there…
Far above the song-filled clouds,
where the dewdrops touch my skin so bare
I live there.”
― Sanober Khan, A touch, a tear, a tempest
“They say a good love is one that sits you down, gives you a drink of water, and pats you on top of the head. But I say a good love is one that casts you into the wind, sets you ablaze, makes you burn through the skies and ignite the night like a phoenix; the kind that cuts you loose like a wildfire and you can’t stop running simply because you keep on burning everything that you touch! I say that’s a good love; one that burns and flies, and you run with it!” ~ C. JoyBell C.
“The moment in between what you once were, and who you are becoming, is where the dance of life really begins” ~ Barbara Deangelis
Pighle neelam sa behta hua yeh samaan, neeli neeli si khamoshiyan, na kahin hai zameen na kahin aasmaan … sarsaraati huyi tehniyan pattiyan, keh rahi hai ki bas ek tum ho yahan … sirf main hoon meri saansein hai aur meri dhadkane, aisi gehraiyan, aisi tanhaiyan, aur main sirf main … apne hone pe mujhko yakeen aa gaya ~ Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara
*This moment flows like a molten sapphire with deep blue silence, neither there is the earth nor the sky … the rustling branches and leaves, are saying that only you are here … only me, my breathe and my heartbeat, the deepness, the loneliness, and me and only me … all makes me believe in my existence*
All they know is that you are trying to get to the city of gold, and that’s enough. Come on board, they say. We’ll Adjust! ~ Suketu Mehta