Reflections

The heavens fascinate me. I have always gazed upon and wondered at the stars not because I worry about the sky falling, but because I have a...

Sadness cloaks as dark veil in this moonlit night Voices echoing like ancient belfry towers Earthly vessels that contain thine flesh and blo...

I went for a late coffee break at Tim Horton’s last night when I chanced upon a helpless little bird on the pavement. It doesn’t look injure...

There was an ancient story about a wise man meditating by the river. In the process, he saw a scorpion that crawled on the rocks and fell on...

Somewhere in time, but not too long ago; the word “Internet” was still an alien word. Computers were perceived to be chunks of machines that...

I was driving at dawn today when I noticed the usual fleet of cars lined-up like ants criss-crossing different directions racing to beat the...

One can replace a son or a daughter but, never a father and a mother. I have tried so many times figuring what to say about the two source o...