Chetan Bhagat's Reminder

Last Words of Ryokan

My legacy -
What will it be?
Flowers in spring,
The cuckoo in summer,
And the crimson maples
Of autumn...

Random Existences

the dead has once again stirred...
with call of the mountains in the heart..
song of the seas in the soul...
a restless spirit awaits the vision.
Till then eyes reach out to the skies...
breath flies over the seas...
a sigh leaves the voice
wanting to break free
to natures' arms.
the dead stirs....

lopamudra