Jasmine Storey has grown up in Auroville. Her creative expressions are channeled through painting and poetry. 

PENDING 

Days seem to fly past

When one is involved in eternal seconds. 
I lie in this heated house

Trying not to sink into the Sunday afternoon syndrome

Of sad thoughts sweat and upbeat music. 

Where there’s a fine line between laughter and tears. 
Postmeridian hours when you understand where

Sunday got its name

As you steep in warm uncertainty