

When tiny grains shine
The sand sparkles with luster
Sunken feet – A BLISS
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When tiny grains shine
The sand sparkles with luster
Sunken feet – A BLISS
Copyright (c) 2021 Namrata D Prabhakar


A smile A tear shines
In the early morning rays
Dewdrops on the grass 🙏🏻
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Life is a river
Flowing without any pause
Moments memory
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When the outside world becomes unbearable
I hide inside my thoughts Loving the pindrop silence Only my breath I can hear
I am free of time and space Surrounded by clouds I feel so protected
Slowly when I come back Thoughts becomes words And creates the magic
And that is what I share here knowing that many like minded creators would understand and connect to my thoughts
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Soft hands of healings
Praying to the Universe
Take away the pain
Reiki healings to all who are suffering because of this Pandemic. 🙏🏻💕🙏🏻
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One Soul one body
Staying together like breath
But never meet, WHY ?
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Drop by drop falling Vanishing again unseen
Rejuvenating

My soul drenched in love Every drop seeping slowly
Filling emptiness
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You were there, sitting on your bed silently …
Like a bird waiting for Spring
The small hospice room where they put you
Looks like this branch of chestnut tree.
Your withered hands hook in their language
Your attachment to the world, your desire to leave a mark
To the time that goes by, and your words reflect your will
To trust God, who knows your soul.
At 97, you spend days
Far from Italy that you left behind
You’re going to fall asleep in this distant land
Whose language or saints, you don’t know .
Sweet soul, sweet woman, so withered and serene
God was injected into your veins
You radiated kindness and patience
I was learning in silence, a lesson in existence

Poetry by Christine Frechatd
Christine is a woman par excellence. She lives in Pittsburgh owner of Art Gallery. To know more about her please check out

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The sea side window
Flowing chilly winter breeze
Soulmates -ME and I
Fragrance of winter
Longing for mountains silence
Talk to me again
Living in Desert, longing for the Snow-capped Himalayas , held back by what ?
May be destiny
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