A Book of devotional poetry with black & white photography by Janavi Held
❀SAVING JANAVI❀ ❥ Please help us find 350 people able to give $100, so that we can reach our goal ❥ I am taking care of my sister Janavi who has been ill and in terrible pain for 6 years. She has been diagnosed with Complex Regional Pain Syndrome, Cachexia (wasting), and Abdominal Adhesions which we…
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❣️BOOK GIVE AWAY!!!❣️ ❣️Dear Friends, We are giving away a hardcover copy of Janavi’s beautiful book of poetry and photography to draw attention to the fundraiser. She is seriously ill and needs your help. To enter please give a donation of any amount or if you are unable, please share this post with as many…
I’ve walked so far and gotten nowhere. I contain endless memories yet I own nothing. My heart knows the falling out the falling down the falling away it remembers breaking and dreams of ascending and the endless labors which daily life is famous for. Titanic, lying memories forfeiting time lay in shards at my…
The land- she does not know ownership nor boundaries languages nor skin moving where she will inside or out of our impositions she takes the sun from all corners and the rain from all directions. ~ Janavi Held © 2017
“Yet, in spite of these spectacular strides in science and technology, and still unlimited ones to come, something basic is missing. There is a sort of poverty of the spirit which stands in glaring contrast to our scientific and technological abundance. The richer we have become materially, the poorer we have become morally and spiritually.…
Washing windows must see the air as it whips through trees under birds wings. ~ Janavi Held © 2017
It’s raining I sit where I love to be in the half light melting into the starving earth leaves glow mirrors reflect everything I think I see. ~ Janavi Held © 2017
Monsoon Dreams Bleached and tattered bark of tree leaves mired in wild wind endless sights of fragrant meadows transparence filtering flying pollen and wet laden clouds with white and gray monsoon dreams inside atoms resides the restless Master playing in a forest of His own making. Janavi Held © 2017 My book of poetry…
Divine Names Your divine Names wander into my words my open mouth drinking that temptation is utterly fed here sitting under another spring sky. We have been together for so long yet, during the cold, wet winter I forgot to be happy forgot the feeling of Your warm air on my skin and how Your…
Soaked A dead sea soaks in memory its form now shapeless has far to go to be lost to the little bits of thought still swimming its dry banks. My thoughts swell memories tremble there old incomplete sentences structured in timeless yawning, titanic clouds blocking the realness of now. Janavi Held © 2017…
"Emergence" by Janavi Held
“Exterminated Rock” by Janavi Held
"Motion" by Janavi Held
"Dark Waters" by Janavi Held
Letters to My Oldest Friend 