With loved ones I was drifting along a steady thread woven by golden hour sunlight.
Belleriveries
Today, in Bellerive, it is rocks stacked against water, a ship passing slow enough to look still, a bird on a stump thinking about things or nothing. Some days the river is glassy and grey, and the line between water and sky disappears. And the sun and the 🐈 keeps driving my days and nights […]
Roots Growing Wings
We visited my school teacher in her farmland, who walked many miles to find a heart of gold, offered us ambrosia, and a walk through the timeless charm of Bengal. 🌿🪻🐦🔥
Peace Trail
The highest of highs, the lowest of lows, be no stranger to human experience. May you have the strength to face all times.
Benediction of Mere Mortals
Street Theatre
Street is where everybody is a performer and a spectator.
Medieval Cyborg
Young Lust
Music of the Mountain
Once, on a gloomy and gusty monsoon afternoon, I was bathing under a fountain. As the cold water ran on top of my head my self slowly started to fade, soon my flesh and blood dissolved…only leaving there an offering from nature to itself, the music of the mountain. I gathered my belongings and started […]
Rebels of the Sacred Heart
A photo posted by Syed Priom (@ashpriom) on May 28, 2016 at 10:36pm PDT
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