Cascade of poems and Rivulets of fiction

Photo Credit: Sudip Bhattacharya The shadow whispers, ' I am a myth, Perhaps a mystery, Perhaps a magic, Perhaps a blind's dream, Perhaps a painter's charcoal, Perhaps a lens man tale, Perhaps hiding in vein, Perhaps shy; inwardly shaken'. A laughter boomed, 'Perhaps you are born, Perhaps you are dawn, Perhaps you are faith, Perhaps you are strength. Perhaps you are winner, Perhaps you are healer, Perhaps you are me, Perhaps I am you'.

Photo credit: Sudip Bhattacharya Into nothingness I fall, Cottony clouds embrace me, Sun rays pave the way, Into the lap of mountains. Thread like river calms down, The waves breathe at ease, In harmony is the breeze, Resolute is the mind, I descend and descend, Without fear but with dare. I close my eyes for a second, Amidst blossomed trees, The sages meditate, In silence but in presence, A toll of the bell, A temple at a peak, In heaven, so I believe.