
More Than a Picture
In the moment when the light rises, beauty is opening, ready for revealing. Delicate, not frail, she holds the nighttime kiss of dew and
The butterfly counts not months but moments and has time enough. Rabindranath Tagor “The great loneliness- like the loneliness a caterpillar endures when
“If I were a flower.. I would be a sunflower. To always follow the sun, Turn my back to darkness, Stand proud, tall and straight
When you take a flower in your hand and really look at it, it’s your world for the moment. I want to give that
“I had to unlearn everything that the world taught me, to unravel myself” ~Sarika Pandey