von Sundari Ma | Mrz 27, 2022 | Poetry
The Cradle of Love How do we remove ourselves from the picture? When all we know is what we think we know? Afraid of silence Afraid of surrender Afraid of the other The other, out there – the threat to what? It has never been your life… This life has been given to you...
von Sundari Ma | Apr 10, 2021 | Poetry
Die Sprache des Herzens Die Qualität des Herzens muss kultiviert werden, damit das Herz auf allen Ebenen der Existenz in Liebe vibrieren kann… – Igor Kufayev Liebe ist die Quelle von allem. Liebe ist ein anderer Name für das Unergründliche, für das...
von Sundari Ma | Dez 2, 2019 | Poetry, Journal
Painting this Moment Sparkles on dewdrops unveil your presence your majesty as you sketch the sunrise a fleeting painting of shimmering mountains and orange mist Ever new birthing dissolving veiling unveiling you draw doorways into your Beauty through a myriad of...
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