a fallen twig a fragile scent and calm intents peace upon us all
Published by Elancharan இளஞ்சேரன்
Elancharan Gunasekaran is a multidisciplinary artist and poet. He has a strange love for all things poetical and Sci-Fi. A winner of the Montblanc X Esquire Six-word Story prize 2017. His latest publications are Superatomicluminal (Hesterglock Press), Gods of the Gonzo (Analog Submission Press) and The Cosmosnaut Manifesto (UndergroundBooks). View all posts by Elancharan இளஞ்சேரன்
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There’s a quiet beauty in this little piece, almost like a snapshot of stillness captured in a handful of simple images. The fallen twig, the faint scent, the gentle intention… each line feels like a small reminder that peace doesn’t always come through grand moments, but through noticing the soft, almost invisible things around us. It invites you to slow down, inhale, and recognize that calm often begins with the tiniest shifts, a softened thought, a quiet choice, a single moment of awareness. It’s a whisper more than a declaration, but sometimes that’s exactly how peace enters a room.
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Thank you for the kind words!
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