buried deep into the glacial tomb,
the iciness of walls to touch
but fomenting many an escapades
looking for crevices
to erupt and collide with furious fires
venting furies
leaving in wake destruction
and then silent regeneration
Friday, September 30, 2011
Dulcet Sorites
A new beginning
After actively blogging for quite some years, motherhood took away the pleasure of writing words from me..I got so embroiled in the upheavals of humdrum life that I forgot that a piece of my soul was getting crushed and sighing for an escape. Writing has always been the metaphor for living and an escape from the nuances of existence..it is like a foray into uncharted territories of my heart and soul which makes me believe that a part of me exists for myself. It is this microcosm that epitomizes happiness which sustains me through the daily trappings of life.
After actively blogging for quite some years, motherhood took away the pleasure of writing words from me..I got so embroiled in the upheavals of humdrum life that I forgot that a piece of my soul was getting crushed and sighing for an escape. Writing has always been the metaphor for living and an escape from the nuances of existence..it is like a foray into uncharted territories of my heart and soul which makes me believe that a part of me exists for myself. It is this microcosm that epitomizes happiness which sustains me through the daily trappings of life.
Now with this new beautiful stopover called Veritas_Vivere I want to get back in touch with that lost part of me. These dulcet sorites about my dolce vita; not always sweet but many times bitter too; would ease and unload the burdened heart as I exhale what others may inhale when they drop by my world~~
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