Author: Tharindu Amunugama

The faraway called and the eye crept through and over was swept along the green floated amid the blue —…

කවකි සියලු හදරුත් නිසි ලෙස ගැලපුණු

My space of serenity, Calm waters, a soft breeze.... A haven for precious innocence, It's to you, I escape to....…

Feet frame the eye the unnecessary discarded a mountain is dwarfed and in that diminishing made to yield dimensions appropriate.

At least there are some trees left consolation-remnant of other blazes and Karainagar is old as old as it is…

Blue hills in the distance varied greens of paddy the faraway and the nearby variously clothed that's dum-bara mist-laden mysteries…

Something floats out and away, far away a smile and gaze in unbarred effervescence and thus we receive news of…

Under cloud, upon earth creatures there have been creatures there are grass, fern, bush, vine and tree these have known…

It's all a canvas, a template a music score It's something to be unraveled something to put together your personal…

There are tales some in black and white some in heart and lung passed from century to century no less…

සැතපෙන්නට යහන නැතිව නොවේ අතන මෙතන එතන කොතන යන එන අතර නැවතුනාදෝ ආ ගිය තොරතුරු බෙදාගන්නට ජලමිතුරුකම් ගැන දොඩන්නට?

The tree was for depth (and wisdom) neither here nor there but as relay of that to this and this…

Like a secret lover, a thief of heart and hearth a fugitive returning with a claim -- the moon has…

It holds water, but that's not all for some architectures hold much more -- sky, cloud, tree, fallen leaf and…

Feet on the shore eyes on horizon questions are asked of sea answers offered by wind and sky and the…

Three hundred and sixty degrees innumerable angles add time of day add seasonal interjection add frame of mind -- that's…

Light and shade spots that shine and some that are 'dull' filtered by tree and delusion and wisdom's imperfect frames…

A slab, a tree a quirk or planned design templed by people residenced by gods.

What eyes have these waters known what footprints the walkway what hearts have come together broken and re-stitched in embroideries…

An invitation to flight and invitation to dive above and into cloud both possible eminently so but an invitation also…

Uncapturable omnipresence goes unseen, blinds and is misnamed shells are built, altars too and yes, by definition, deities do reside…

Countless stitches over overflowing seasons and harvests kept or robbed civilizational embroideries signatured with the unseen with the seldom spoken…

in the between is silence poetry that didn't sprout wings longings that settled for settling beneath blade of grass and…

Chasms can be bridged and the arches that count (more often than not) are those made of history reconciliation of…

Lines tell stories there's being there's becoming, and all the while life and decay play as duet and dance

There's a sun no, there are two one within and one without and true worship is recognition of unity and…

Calm waters, light breeze and cascading light a ripple, an oar, a vessel and a hand it's a timeless here-to-there…

TURN (to the sun) GO DEEP (for nourishment) BEND (to weather the storm)

Who moved and what moved to move and how they move now coaxing eyelid to close and mind to journey…

And soon it will be gone cloud, picture-postcard and all for now this delights varnishes over hurt heals as it…