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