Burning brightly through the window The sun's ray cut into space Warming every inch Filling it to its brim Crackling kindly from below The fire soothes space Filling it with comfort Sighing in relief A firm foundation-- the couch Supporting soft surrender now A quiet place-- solace A gateway-- serenity Each cocoons me-- Softly floating down stream Toward pure clarity. napowrimo day 12
Sonia Chintha is an Indian American writer who lives in the Washington DC area. She blogs, writes poetry, and fiction. She is also an English teacher who believes that our experiences teach us more than any test. She is the founder and co-editor of Good Little Girls.
I dig and dig and dig sweat dribbles down my forehead, shoulders heavy, mind focused I dig and dig and dig arms ache for me
So many times I sank rocks in my pockets, heavy Now, I walk forward palms heavy with rocks one foot in front of another Steady