Retreat

Meditations Feb 19, 2018  Redolent of scents, sweet orange and lavender, the euphoric fragrance, laden with the perfumes of orchards baked in the tropical sun, the aromas stolen from Egyptian queens, the lady surrounds herself in a rich mist of indolence. Inebriate, sweet and pungent all at once, seductive, calm, serene in her love of the Narcissus, she inhales the air, the long hours of solitude, the woman's understanding of satiety. Feb. 19, 2018. Thanks  + David Testa  for the image Originally shared by **** 6 comments 6 16 plus ones 16 no shares Shared publicly • View activity György Fülöp +1 My mirror, my mirror tells me: who is the most beautiful ..... Somewhat misleading in this fragrance cloud. REPLY  49w  Sushama Karnik +1 + György Fülöp Thank you, Poet-photographer :-) I should have thought of this as a beginning! Never min...

The sunlit palm of the single poppy held out a bouquet of a host of delicate pollen rising to meet the rays of light pouring from the sky. How delicate and frail the hand, how strong the love that offers the gift of pollen. The poppy on the morning touched my heart. The things ephemeral are born with the secret knowledge of perpetuation of their abundant, transient, beautiful forms . And on that morning the poppy spoke, "I offer you my soul my dear" and I said,"I would roll out a magic carpet for your soul to walk with a delicate step because I have spilled the pollen you gave all over the road that leads your soul to my heart

  Whose peace do I see on the horizon; heaven's, earth's, or mine own? Between forgetting and recall is the elusive land, the end of the land and the sea. The rain drops falling on the sea, on the earth, and in my small alley. I am running between two rain drops with my umbrella flying, and I trying to cover my head as I try to travel the distance between the two rain drops. Sushama Karnik (c) February 14, 2021

 From Old Bombay Very serene and beautiful. I have never found greater calm and serenity than here at Mount Mary church. A heavenly place. As you climbed a narrow road from the Bandstand to reach the church, at the top of the road you would be greeted by a small cottage. The board at its gate bore the name of the cottage written on it: 'At Last' It is no longer there. 2 Like  ·  Reply  ·  6h Debasish Chakraverty Sushama Karnik  is this the narrow road you speak of ? And do you have any pictures of the cottage or the sign ? Thanks. Like  ·  Reply  ·  2h Sushama Karnik Yes. Thank you so much! Unfortunately, I don't have the photo of the cottage. The owner must have chosen the place and the name of the cottage with great sense of fulfilment. After climbing the slope reaching that heavenly spot, "At Last". The cottage was hidden behind trees and a wall. In all those years I couldn't get a glimpse of it. I have written a poem on the owner and...