Filaments of Feeling

Beyond the dark, behind the eyes,

What universe lies?

What atomic secrets?


I send out fishing net feelers,

With breath and wish;

And receive – a moment out of moment…


What is this silence though?


Is it peace?

Or is it a muffling up?

Or preparation for communion?


When will I open mind, heart and spirit,

To feel deep within,

The very heart of the world?



Jewels Hidden In Moments

A Glowing Sunset by Radhika Mukherjee

A Glowing Sunset by Radhika Mukherjee

There is a jewel everywhere you look,

A glowing sunset trapped in each fragile moment,

In each hour whiled away in noise.


Treasure the rare moments of silence,

Inside, outside.


The chance to dive deep—

Into the truth.

Into the absoluteness of the self,

To the heart of the world.


Tendrils of Glory



Beseeching the Universe,

For light and glory.

Arms raised.

Eyes closed.


Mind afire.



Let Peace Prevail

A Peach Peace by Radhika Mukherjee

A Peach Peace

Peach to me is the color of peace.

Peace desperately needed.


Just breathe.

Feel the air around.

See how still it is, how calm?


It’s telling us all something.

Let that budding feeling flower into peace.



There’s A Hunger There…

Hunger and Despair

There’s a hunger there,

Running on empty,

Slipping on oil slicks,

Drying up the winter sap.


Criss-cross coruscating desires,

Wildly leaping forward,

In a thorny void.






There is but broken,

There is but ravenous,

There is chaos,

And unknowing…


And chance-touched sublimity,

That will not let go,

Of the mind.


Will paralyze life!


Salt doll had no chance,

Salt doll with her hubris,

Salt doll sullied her light.


One tiny piece of art—

Was all she wanted.

She circled and circled,

And forgot everything else!


And life sweet!

Life turned,

To others,

To love.


When will it all mesh together?


For aloneness is there a cure?

Is there any hope,

For a girl who has forgotten to speak?



Imagining A Hogwarts for Writers

writing a book

Writers waiting for their Hogwarts letters take hope, there’s an alternate magical-mystical school to aspire to:

The Holographic School of Writing and Cogitating

Read all about it in this exploration of:

What If There Was a Hogwarts for Writers?


Sun Drenched Peachness

peachness in sun


The Waves Wash Over…

The Eternal Wave by Radhika Mukherjee

The Eternal Wave

How many times does the wave have to lash the shore to wash my mind clean?

There is a secret buried deep,

An enchantment dark and proud.


Here, in the space between infinities, awash

Was perhaps a space of rest,

Of respite and resolution.


The quiet lull I sought,

Not your shatter,

Not my noise.


The dark beckons a little too deliciously

A little too dangerously,

The melody sweeps me up.


Clothed in the lightest of gossamer

That wants to melt away,

I welcome the unknown, unafraid.


Dark and light all mixed up

Half magic, half hope,

In this twilight land, we can finally become us.



Such An Important Lesson!


As the sun that beholds the world is untouched by earthly impurities, so the Spirit that is in all things is untouched by external sufferings.

~ Katha Upanishad (Translation: Juan Mascaro’)


The Moon’s Waking Smile

Moon Smile


Epic Sky Medley

One my favorite things in the world is a sunset. The drama! The splendor! The colors!

Here’s a few shots from a particularly gorgeous sunset!



The Trajectory Of A Silent Wish



A Glimpse Across The Tables

Hidden Girl.

Quiet Girl.

Girl exploding with feeling.


I see you.

I used to be you.


Look What The Sun Wrought

Conventional wisdom suggests that one should mainly shoot at dawn or sunset, but I’ve always been fascinated by the bright midday sun and how trees turn glowing and translucent under the strong rays of the sun.

Here are a few sun-warmed photos from a late afternoon walk:



Reaching Towards Perfection

Nearly Perfect


The Many Shades of Moonlight

The moonlight to me is simply magical!

Here’s a selection of moon shots, ranging from‒







To deliciously Sensory:



Before The Storm…



Wildflower Medley

Sometimes the simplest roadside plant can contain such a richness of color and beauty! Many mornings ago, these multi-hued confections of petals caught my eye…

They sprung up from a shrubbery in pops of brightness:

Wildflower Carpet

And on closer inspection, I saw:

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Happy weekend! :)