despair to miraclesinsanity to sanityambiguity to claritysorrow to equanimity a shift in perspectivethat happens in a momentor takes a lifetimeit’s all about receptivity some take their viewas gospel truthothers look for opportunityto explore new avenues Quadrille at dVerse
a stab in the backnot always treacherous-someone’s assertion of independenceinability to hit you on the faceyou never made them feel free to do so a difference of opiniona parting of ways-the last gasp for breathbefore relationships die Quadrille at dVerse
If the dance floor is empty, change the musiclet them follow the steps or bootlick you are the boss, you need to hold swaydictate every move, crush rebellious ways every new note devisedfails to see steps revised Watch the Dancers change... Quadrille #170
Earth - so humbly silentnot boasting of its treasuresit lets the sky show offshiny roofs at night Stardust in youinconspicuously matte-it takes human effortto bring out luster-compete with the skies-give them a floorto rest egos Quadrille #169
Balance, Harmonyoverhyped wordswhat really mattersan equalizer-Temperaturefreezes or thawsfacilitates, obstructs ice enhances tastefiery opens new vistaswhat’s tolerablehow far can you go combinations are treatiessigned by incorporatingright mix and balance Temperature lies at the core dVerse Quadrille Photo Challenge #450
poetry on the tableelucidated by bold flavourscolours visit from art palettesflash on her vibrant outfitDinner with her – unforgettable “Have you visited fairyland?”words in book ostensibly grandher laughter lights up skiesthe room turns darkIt’s time to disband Quadrille at dVerse
I shudder to thinkhow candy became superfluousin a practical mindsetso-called maturityI’m afraid the buried childwill wake up and demandshort-term gratificationsomedayto make life seem worthwhileand that moment of joywill outliveprofundity of existencediscovered elsewhere Quadrille #166 at dVerse
It is the same houseonce inhabited by generositynow plundered by successors-they’ve taken awayvalues and wishes of harmonyprinciples and precious belongings heat of argumentspervades the airwispy strands of warmthdisappear into oblivion legacies do not definethey degenerate.. dVerse Quadrille
I embrace nightsas they get darkeron busy moonsIt helps me see myselfwithout reflections0r mirror distractions I walk alone, runstart to climbmy clipped wings-a constant reminderof forbidden destinations I dispense with approvalson facingconstant rejection Quadrille #164
set up to frighten birdsmy insides churn with fear tell them to look in my eyessee the terrorinduced by Devilschange meas I emerge fromimposed intimidating clothesto flee …. abandon crop of evilwith the birdsfly free… Quadrille #163 at dVerse
Reena Saxena 