I listened to the crashing thundering of a tiny tear tumbling like a wave down her beautiful face.
Life KnocksThis is how hatred begins -- with a muffled laugh on a hot night and a knock on the door.
Wave Me Good-byeUp goes the rocket. Its golden grain falls, fertilising, upon the rich soil of my imagination.
The WavesEvery loving word and action create a far reaching ripple effect - like the waves of the ocean.
Swami Dhyan Giten