My first impression was that of sheer astonishment and bewilderment and just like many others, I too was surprised by the insides of the chapel; every inch of the chapel is exquisitely painted and the juxtaposition of blue and golden that dominates the scenes bear testimony to the artist's exceptional sense of color.
The leaves of gold on branches grew, Bare branches on the trees were seen. The autumnal sun came flaring in, Over the hill-tops devoid of green..
"If this is the beginning of the end, the gradual disappearance of Venetian pride, identity and livelihood will be forever gone, swept under the tide of the ocean, until centuries pass and our great-great-great... grandchildren frown upon Venice as just another mythical city - a Venetian Atlantis perhaps?"
Three years back, it was exactly around this time I was in Perthshire. Even today as I re-post this old article of mine, I am reminded of the most wonderful time I had in the vast expanses of the Scottish countryside. As I reminisce over the old and happy days, I can only wish there… Continue reading Fall colours of Pitlochry, Scotland
No more silent, now I’ll speak, for I must For twenty long years, I’ve suffered enough. My heart wrenched out and trampled to dust I will shed tears, I’m sick of being tough.
Source : https://www.deviantart.com/aw-landscapes/art/Where-Darkness-rules-659019086 On darker days, when sorrow sets in And heart beats fill the boundless void, Alone - with no love, no hope, no kin - The inner demons leave my soul destroyed. Troubled and heavy-laden, I roam the woods Amidst the towering pines of Arandüil. Its solitude comforts my troubled moods. My respite… Continue reading The Call of Arandüil | Poetry | Lillien Series
Clothed in bright, she shines like a star A beacon of hope, a light from afar. Light as a feather, she sails with the wind She commands the night; she is dark-skinned.
From beneath the lake there comes a faint chime Of a ringing bell long lost in time. It rekindles the vows that once were sworn Of marriage, of trust, of love re-born.
An ode to Yorkshire.
" In this part of the world, it is peaceful and quiet; there is tranquility in the gentle waters and the green is greener than the rolling meadows in springtime. Wild, untamed and free, Bavaria hosts some of the most beautiful glacial lakes, nestled at the foothills of the Alpine ranges. With the passing of time, word has spread of the many picturesque locations, and this in turn has drawn travellers such as myself to the premises of three of the most beautiful lakes in Bavaria. "
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