Tuesday, May 8, 2012

a slow passage through the forest



The hands of a breeze
blindfold me,
it is the wet eyebrow
of a tree slowly
climbing down my spine
as with it the life in me,
returning to the earth

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3 comments:

  1. erinMay 8, 2012 at 6:49 PM

    i feel this these days, manik, the inter-connectedness. it is a difficult thing to put into words but i think you have done it here. i become quiet.

    xo
    erin

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  2. pouvoir de la penséeMay 9, 2012 at 3:10 AM

    there is an ethereal quality about the pic.. nd m sure, this place has calmed u more than ever..

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  3. manik sharmaMay 9, 2012 at 8:09 PM

    Erin,
    i was quiet for 3 hours in those woods...i felt it too

    Neha,
    most than any other thing...i know you feel it with me...

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