REFLECTIONS ON A RAINY DAY

I watch as the steady rain, falls softly. The air inside this place, sticks to my skin, more than I am comfortable.   What is this barb in my heart that twists itself a little deeper on days like this?   Is it the memory of me as a child, in a different house, watching orange lightening flash across the sky, while thunder made the … Continue reading REFLECTIONS ON A RAINY DAY

 THE THOUGHTS THAT WIND THE CLOCK

Years ago, when I would still be considered a child, my memories remind me of an old face. But this face had no wrinkles, years old and very familiar, it was set flat, white and only had three lines across its face. Every evening a man whose visage was crinkled with wrinkles and probably the same age as my old friend brought with him a … Continue reading  THE THOUGHTS THAT WIND THE CLOCK

SHE SAID, “NOTHING”.

“What do you really want?”,  they asked her. She said, “nothing”. Her heart screamed that it wanted to be loved, her head said that was impossible. Her heart whispered “see me”, her head showed her, no one could. Her heart dreamt about happiness, her head mocked her with the opposite truth. Her heart raced to make a difference, her head told her she was not … Continue reading SHE SAID, “NOTHING”.

IN MY SEARCH FOR WISDOM

In my search for wisdom, I have learnt two things. The first, that I am not wise and the second that wisdom can be found in the most unlikely of places and moments. Maybe this is what a banyan tree learns when it finds itself uprooted by a storm. Spending its life fabled for its strength and proliferation, it finds wisdom lying oblique amongst its … Continue reading IN MY SEARCH FOR WISDOM