Out of my deeper heart a bird rose and flew skywards.
Higher and higher did it rise, yet larger and larger did it grow.
At first it was but like a swallow, then a lark, then an eagle, then as vast as a spring cloud, and then it filled the starry heavens.
Out of my heart a bird flew skywards. And it waxed larger as it flew. Yet it left not my heart.
Kahlil Gibran
2 comments:
My dear Harmanpreet,
Kahlil Gibran is also one of my favourites. You'll see him in the left-hand margin, alongside my posts.
Do you take all the pics yourself?
Write something explaining the context, if any, of a picture that you upload on your blog.
If you are Mumbai, you should show your blog to Smriti Mudgal at CNBC-Awaaz. Tell her I asked you to see her. A gutsy student, who is so much like you.
Another blog you should see is: Life Rules by Gauri Gharpure.
http://gaurigharpure.blogspot.com/
Also the list of "Blogs I care about".
Keep in touch.
Warm regards,
- Joe.
Yes, I did notice a quote from him on your blog! Yeah, I know Smriti from the time I worked at CNBC briefly in 2006...and I will read Gauri's blog.
I have taken most of the pictures and tried to credit and attribute them to the post...but I will make it clearer henceforth. Thanks for commenting.
Rgds.
Post a Comment