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the planet me

into the center
from all the points
on the periphery
i am a sphere.


Gabi Greve said…
Thanks for visiting my BLOG !

Here is one from tody

spring sunshine -
the pure energy of this
rainbow body

Look at the photo, from a Tibetan tanka, I think.

rainboy body ...

Greetings from Japan
Gene said…
Hey there! I have been caught up with my work and studies in my University that I lack the time to post updates regarding my trip. I do have lots of nice pictures however!

Thanks though! =)
life is good said…
thats an enlightened story u r telling jyotsana with depth of spiritualism
luckysanjana said…
you and me we are one and the doesnt matter which ends of the world we are from. we all feel the same feelings.........gravitation effects us the same way.........LOL........take care........and im so sorry i havent posted...............
Sayani said…
i was waiting for your post
and sure it is full of spirituality and insights ...u are specializing these days :)

i heard ....every thing created from point and also converges to that point

it is a lovely post jyotsana
the basu said…
i'm not sure if i interpret this correctly but do feel that ur depth of understanding spirituality is way beyond the ordinaire.
Your cryptic symbolic poem is like the shape of the sphere itself: mysterious, perfect, timeless.
White Rose said…

We're all connected and connected to all things.
SwAtI said…
Oh wow!!
This was something..
I read your previous post as well.. It was very touching!! Beautifully written!! :)
Take care!
Wordcrafter said…
Lovely Jyotsana and thanks for passing by my page.
Anonymous said…
Oh lovely poignant words...really spiritual & enlightening!
Sunny Daffodil. said…
First of all lovely blog..You surely have a wonderful of flair for spinning emotions into words..Count me in as your regular reader..:)
Anonymous said…
Your poems are just tooooooooooo good! I wish I could write like you!
Smita Tewari
Anonymous said…
Too good1
Keep it up!
Lucky, you have found your vocation!
smta tewri said…
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