There is in this life a beauty
In every grain and every strand
a rhythm. Quintessence.
Beyond the known, magic awaits
Beyond the seen, mystery unfolds
And for one moment
motion abates, silence consumes
When all is lost, and all
at last, is clear.
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
About Me
- Name: Purple Momentz
- Location: New Delhi, India
Through the mystical alchemy of grace and thansgiving, what might have become an elegy is transformed into exultation. i guess i am someone who looks at life with reverence ....
Previous Posts
- I Think My mind has been cluttered for a few day...
- There is a song....A private spell, an incantation...
- BLEUI fell in love with the most unlikely of all...
- When I'm alone I dream of the horizon and words fa...
- Our Love Is MeaninglessMeaningless?You mean it's a...
- Is it possible to be emotionally faithful to you...
- The Day I Turned A Pimp I walk along the city ...
- Far AwayThis time, This place Misused, Mistakes To...
- Ancient Evenings, Distant Music There are ol...
- Don't go through life so fast that someone has t...
2 Comments:
Read a few entries of your blog. I am really *elated and touched* that you have transformed the blog for me!
Strangely, I've renamed the header of my blog as 'the Quintessential Critic' and I note (surprisingly, and what a coincidence) that your latest entry is 'Quintessence'!
I was particularly roused by the 'Bleu' entry. Would like to hear more about the 'how, who and what' of it!
hey purple head......me the bad boy here....and yea....quintessencially bad...lol
- the writer from bangalore
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