photocredit: googleimages   In the catacomb lies the book undusted,flipping pages across folds of time… in sepulcher rest myriad thoughts buried emotions locked inside the heart’s vault’ in labyrinth , like a untangled mesh they lived weltered amidst the scallop of mess… kabbalistic the epitaph on the stone reclines in slumber the manuscript.

Gracious art!

through the passage of turbulent times runs the stream of love divine narrowed which the chasm of nothingness filled the vale with fragrant roses.   ravines cut by the flow of words on the rocky path or desert bruise the tender heart the balm for this ache is rare, hard to realize and exceptional to… Read More Gracious art!