Amidst the chaos,
soothing, the chant of your name.
In thee, we find peace.
Jai Ma. Jai Jai Ma.
soothing, the chant of your name.
In thee, we find peace.
Jai Ma. Jai Jai Ma.
Winter’s Feathered Dance
The onset of winter brings a quiet magic, a stillness that envelops the world and invites us to notice the smaller, gentler moments around u...
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The 12 inch heel, the confident gait, The measured steps, the sudden halt, The blush on cheeks, the smoldering eyes, The hands on h...
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The sun was nearly gone. So were the last of his passengers. That was what he thought. Driving the cab at snail-pace through city’s traffi...
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