Author: Tharindu Amunugama

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…

On certain nights and midday too the prayers of the long ago clasp hands with tomorrow's hope -- a man…

Linearity is in your face circularity is self-effacing constructions, both and both amenable to dissolve -- that's for the eye…

Deep in what's now jungle... there are places less known visited but missed known and yet will not secrets yield.

Two kinds: the celestial (unmistakable) the truth (imperceptible) there's space and time for both in sequence or coincidence.

There ought to be a blush, 'Dry Zonal' for that part of the palette is a blend unique history and…

Colombo. This Colombo. It can be caught napping. Mostly, though it's not caught at all for it is invisible... invisibilized,…

Scrawls and scrawlers there will always be 'I was here!' they insist And then there are the elements they come…

They sing soft the music rises and the audience bathed in warmth exchanges one garment for another and another.

The timeless chiseler whittles away the dark -- but other things immemorial design the dawn's multiplicities each for gasp and…

Idyllic. Best consumed with a cuppa from distances that makes you float tea country calls, we go and breathe full…

Contour makes the bends bends make for pause feet stop and go and heart to footprint returns

Time of day temperature of moment the world's eye and yours -- a multiplicity of reflects which obscure and teach

Hands and fingers into granite seeped feet and toes back then and later to year after year century to century…

Enormity and particle relative to distance time of day available frames the apertures of heart and mind

The Buddhavacanain verse and parablein language and metaphoras deemed appropriate –yes, some of that certainlyand other things tooless profound and…

The unnamable is named The Omnipresent 'residenced' The undefinable given form The intangible rendered touchable - - in the good-neighborliness…