Dream Threshold

These poems are a unique incantation of the psychic being, always tangibly in front.Rod Hemsell, poetDream Threshold is the second volume in a poetic trilogy on love, following Coming Home, which describes poet Ajit Sripad Rao Nalkurs spiritual journey back to India from the West. His time abroad included living, working, and travelling through Australia, Europe, and the United States. This collection characterizes the poets gaze into the future of his search for the beloved. The poetry in this volume covers such topics as the pureness of rain in paradise and an examination of what love is really all about. In Dream Threshold, Nalkur continues to explore the theme of relationships and the need to be true to oneself. HavenGive me a place where beautys faceGazes ever on my soul,A sacred haven for the graceOf loves sweet and endless flow,Words and silence filling heartsThat sing of things tomorrow knowsIs home to where the deeper artsOf living thrive, the golden glowOf spirit shines in all its trees,Its very soil breathes strength and showsA way to live in harmonyWith all around, lifes constant blows

These poems are a unique incantation of the psychic being, always tangibly in front.Rod Hemsell, poetDream Threshold is the second volume in a poetic trilogy on love, following Coming Home, which describes poet Ajit Sripad Rao Nalkurs spiritual journey back to India from the West. His time abroad included living, working, and travelling through Australia, Europe, and the United States.This collection characterizes the poets gaze into the future of his search for the beloved. The poetry in this volume covers such topics as the pureness of rain in paradise and an examination of what love is really all about. In Dream Threshold, Nalkur continues to explore the theme of relationships and the need to be true to oneself.HavenGive me a place where beautys faceGazes ever on my soulA sacred haven for the graceOf loves sweet and endless flowWords and silence filling heartsThat sing of things tomorrow knowsIs home to where the deeper artsOf living thrive, the golden glowOf spirit shines in all its treesIts very soil breathes strength and showsA way to live in harmonyWith all around, lifes constant blows