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“Take what you have of what remains, take the colors of what is still left, for this is the flame that will set your soul ablaze before that moment comes when the leaf trembles shuddering in its last joy, the robin cries knowing it is the last song. Sing, Sing, O Sojourner, no season is meant to stay. The deeps are filled with a bitter sweet nostalgia... the cinnamon, nutmeg, cider roast smell, the earth sparkling, feasting on the colors, the grounds merry making as the leaves softly play, for this is the life's sacred performance art, as the earth is playing the grand finale before it slips in the winter's white silence....”

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“You will never be drawn to my world and I will never be drawn to your world, and that's what keeps us emotionally disconnected. I wander in a world of still waters and starry skies and you wander in the world of sophistication and class, power and politics. I speak the language of moon and stars and You speak the language of assets and ownership, and that's what will keep us emotionally unpaired.”

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“There comes your desperate plea to live again, for you know, time is passing like a river, and nothing ever will stay the same. There comes your deep desire to dream again, to love again, for one more time, but God only gives you one chance to live it right. And when things are burning deep inside, you take out the blank paper where drops the silent ink. There it is ..the flames of your heart, in the shape of a love letter, or an etched flower of your deep. What is profound never really dies. It only changes the form.. from one to another. There comes the power of transformation...”

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“The Bounded Boundless In the haven of solitude, the heart is on fire, For beneath the layers, there begins the explosion, deep in the soul, the heavenly hush, the holy communion. The world may wonder, 'Is this loneliness?' No, no! Have you heard of aloneness? The luminous solitude where silence strikes a fire; The contemplative cave, where a person is burned In the flames of longing, only to be a seeker and sage. As a moth to a flame, there the soul dives, In the sea of solitude, to hunt the pearls that lie deep within. The moment arrives when the vision travels inward, Leaving the world outside, you find a new world inside. Is this the world of luminous stillness, the enlightening solitude, the heart of heaven? In the heart of silence, you go deep to find, in the world outside, you were nobody, but, in the world inside, you are somebody! Somebody with identity, and there begins the divine alchemy. You, the moth, find your wings in the longing for flames, burning in the fire, you find your flight. You, the seeker, soar above the finite to infinity, The bliss in burning. 'I Sense My Thirst'....Excerpt Jayita Bhattacharjee”

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“Filled with Autumn The earth, drowned in colors, I am the river-born soul of rippling water, when the sky breaks down in torrents, I am the color-bathed soul of feasty meadows. With baskets of gold in autumn fields. The spark, the fire, the seed of life, Let the earthly desires burn and burn. The sun rises, and the sky is painted with gold. The sun drowns, and the forest wears a face of red and russet The drowning sun brings dusky dreams. On the fields, I walk to capture autumn's fragrance. October has brought colorful dreams. The fall footsteps have enlivened the earth, The blank pages of my book fill up with poems of light, For colors break through the cloudy skies. Summer left, and I drowned in silence at its hushed goodbye. But in the forest, I heard the footsteps of autumn, Suddenly, verses float, for the quiet evenings now feast in colors, The cinnamon smell fills the home, and the scent of nutmeg wafts in the air.”

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