Through love bitter things seem sweet. Through love scraps of copper are turned to gold. Through love dregs taste like clear wine. Through love agonies are healing balms. Through love thorns become roses. Through love vinegar becomes rich wine. Through love the scaffold becomes a throne. Through love disaster becomes good fortune. Through love a prison becomes a rose garden. Through love burning fire is a fragrant light. Through love the devil becomes an angel. Through love stones become soft as butter. Through love grief is like delight. Through love demons become servants of God. Through love stings are like honey. Through love lions are harmless as mice. Through love sickness is health. Through love the dead are resurrected. Through love the emperor becomes a slave.
What is there in the jar that isn't also in the river? What can you find in the house that is not in the city? This world is the jar, the Heart the river; This world is the house, the Heart the city of miracles.
An explorer, an artist, an activist, a social entrepreneur, a poet and a writer looking for treasures beyond any measure. My favorite words are 'Love' ( which is the meaning of my name, as also my effort to be the meaning of my existence) and 'Serendipity' ( which keeps finding me around every nook and corner !). I like looking at moving clouds endlessly changing their shapes and shades, listening to chirping birds singing their songs, discovering new worlds in old book stores, taking photographs of the sky, the earth and everything in between. Love experimenting with random acts of creative kind(ness). Cherish reading and writing about the beauty and enigmas of nature, the human mind and myworldbeyondstars.