“Should my breath
The cold winds freeze,
Too weary and numb
Should my heart cease..”
A Walk In The Park
Your fixation with Getting ‘there’.. Is what’s keeping you From enjoying Where you are. It’s what’s keeping you From finding joy, Doing what you do. Reaching your goals, Happens automatically. It happens effortlessly, Once you begin To savour The long walk… Leading you there. Photo & Poem: © Jay Kaushal
Photo-poem ‘Beehive’
All that big talk about evolution and superiority; Yet slaved and spent, worker bees all return… to the beehive! © Jay Kaushal Read More
Photo-poem ‘City Nights’
After the Sun has set, and the night set in; the city awakes..© Jay Kaushal Read More
Photo-poem ‘Maybe’
© Jay Kaushal
