“In the splendor of dawn, is a blessing, for the night has wept its way into the light, and agony breaks loose into ecstasy. This is the sunrise, spreading over the soul, revealing the fields of light again. This is a blessing, turning the rivers of tears, into rivers of gold.” LifeInspirationalLightNatureSunriseRiverField Author:Jayita Bhattacharjee
“There was a time when, drowned I was, in the lore of love, but now I have turned into a lover myself, for drunken I am by the light of moon, the writing of God in the dark sky. For this is life, to wake up to light, when the flower of night blossoms in full.” LoveInspirationalLightDarkSeaSkyFlowerMoonBloom Author:Jayita Bhattacharjee
“The waves leave, but their story remains, written on the shores. The flower goes to sleep, but the scent remains in the breeze. What once was woven in love, leaves behind a poem, a song, or a dried rose between the pages. They are the memories of light.” InspirationalLightSeaFlowerOceanRoseWave Author:Jayita Bhattacharjee
“In the flames of intense burning, there opens, the doorway to God.” LifeInspirationalLightJourneyDoorVoyage Author:Jayita Bhattacharjee
“Being love, all you behold, is candles and the moon, ecstasy in the hands of agony. So you see, light rising from the sea of night.” LifeInspirationalLightNightSeaMoonWave Author:Jayita Bhattacharjee
“Lost in torment, you find the quivering ache that makes your lips tremble and a song flies. That is how a new world opens, a world of ecstasy. At the edge of life, you find the light. Pushing through the fog, the sun appears.” LifeInspirationalLightMorningSunFog Author:Jayita Bhattacharjee
“Water the seed of your broken heart with tears. Someday, it will open into a flower.” LifeInspirationalLightHealingFlowerEmotionsBlossomSeed Author:Jayita Bhattacharjee
“Petal by petal, the rose remembers its freshness Crying for the lost scent. A bud opened into a flower as fresh flesh that my soul took in and found a new life. Paradise sprawled into my deep, a spillage of scent, from the red blossom. My injured soul is flaming, longing to live again, in the luminous opening of a young bud.” LifeInspirationalLightFlowerRoseScentBudBlossom Author:Jayita Bhattacharjee
“Petal by petal, the rose remembers its freshness Crying for the lost scent. A bud opened into a flower as fresh flesh that my soul took in and found a new life. Paradise sprawled into my deep, a spillage of scent, from the red blossom. This injured soul is flaming, longing to live again, in the luminous opening of a young bud.” LifeInspirationalLightFlowerRoseScentBudBlossom Author:Jayita Bhattacharjee
“Nothing we encounter is by chance, for each is a Godsend in this life. It may not seem clear at the time, but as you walk through the fog, you get to see the light, faintly spreading. There, we understand what seemed so baffling all this time. Could that be the sun coming through the fog? We may not understand the path laid by God, but with time, we enter the incomprehensible. Each encounter is a gift from God, to help us unfold and find our sacred deep. Each loss can open a doorway if only we let it and the crushed heart grows to be a flower. Through loss and love, through all that is spoken and unspoken, we are going back home, to make sense of everything, to be aware of that which we were unaware of, --the purpose of life.” LifeInspirationalLightSunFlowerFogBlossom Author:Jayita Bhattacharjee