I opened my eyes to find poetry before me. I turned my back on it to face reality. Ever since I'm transformed into a river of songs... ~ Kalpna Singh-Chitnis
Let the wolves tell your story to the moon/ and the lightening in the sky reveal/ the mystery of your origin./ Let it all happen/ when the night is somber, / and the world is fast asleep./ It’s going to rain on earth
for thousands of years after that.
