A dinosaur shaped balloon soared happily in the sky
as I stood at my balcony sipping evening chai...
Monday, June 29, 2026
Saturday, January 25, 2020
An Open Window
It's late.
The gentle strains of a piano
float through my open window.
Night gathers the folds of her heavy skirt
tiptoes past my window sill...pauses;
Enthralled.
A baby bird stirs in its sleep,
the gentle rising and falling of notes
caresses it back to lost slumber.
The eucalyptus tree leans in closer
yearning to twirl with the dancing notes.
Venus twinkles from faraway skies
rapt in quiet admiration.
And I drift into a joyful sleep
wrapped in the fragrance
of my Maker's music.
The gentle strains of a piano
float through my open window.
Night gathers the folds of her heavy skirt
tiptoes past my window sill...pauses;
Enthralled.
A baby bird stirs in its sleep,
the gentle rising and falling of notes
caresses it back to lost slumber.
The eucalyptus tree leans in closer
yearning to twirl with the dancing notes.
Venus twinkles from faraway skies
rapt in quiet admiration.
And I drift into a joyful sleep
wrapped in the fragrance
of my Maker's music.
Saturday, May 10, 2014
SimBly South!!!
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| Trying out detailed layering - so very like the Kathakali dancer that prepares long and hard to get the look right! |
Saturday, July 13, 2013
Monsoon Visitor
I dripped up the staircase
and came to an abrupt halt.
At my doorstep, curled up on the old rug
sat a little black dog
staring back at me startled.
We couldn't decide who was more surprised--the dog or I.
I figured it'd come seeking solace from the pelting rain outside
and hobbled all the way to the third floor
till it found a quiet spot before my shut door.
Surprised as I was, I was also flattered
to have company on a grey monsoon day.
It had been a particularly lonely evening
as I walked back home with a heavy heart
every string of my soul broken beyond repair,
leaving me a mangled mass of teardrops and raindrops...
...until I met another lonely soul
with a broken leg and a broken heart
sorrow and loneliness large in its deep brown eyes.
And I banished my petty worldliness
as I flung open my house and my heart
to my unexpected monsoon visitor.
and came to an abrupt halt.
At my doorstep, curled up on the old rug
sat a little black dog
staring back at me startled.
We couldn't decide who was more surprised--the dog or I.
I figured it'd come seeking solace from the pelting rain outside
and hobbled all the way to the third floor
till it found a quiet spot before my shut door.
Surprised as I was, I was also flattered
to have company on a grey monsoon day.
It had been a particularly lonely evening
as I walked back home with a heavy heart
every string of my soul broken beyond repair,
leaving me a mangled mass of teardrops and raindrops...
...until I met another lonely soul
with a broken leg and a broken heart
sorrow and loneliness large in its deep brown eyes.
And I banished my petty worldliness
as I flung open my house and my heart
to my unexpected monsoon visitor.
God knew we needed something more than earth and sunlit sky
And so He sent us friends to love, and keep our spirits high.
- J. Ardanyne
Monday, October 1, 2012
Come by here...
Kum-ba-yah, Lord, Kum-ba-yah
Kum-ba-yah, Lord, Kum-ba-yah
Kum-ba-yah, Lord, Kum-ba-yah
O Lord, Kum-ba-yah
Someone's crying, Lord, Kum-ba-yah...
Someone's praying, Lord, Kum-ba-yah...
Someone's singing, Lord, Kum-ba-yah...
-An old African hymn
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