Satwika Kresna

Description: A reflection between me and myself about the essence of a process. To answer a cliché about the purpose of life. And what steps should I take within the thick fog of life called the future?

Description: The cycle continues

Description: Going under

Description: Sands of the universe

Description: Let the flames burn bright

Description: Slow down and breathe

Description: See what may come

Description: Time moves on

Description: Flight in the sun

Description: Fruit death

Description: Peace to the world

Description: Roots of knowledge

Description: come out of your shell

Description: calm and collected?

Description: “Trust me. Everything's gonna be fine. You met me at a very strange time in my life.”

Description: Stars as trails—to see the hills beneath the clouds, to touch the rain with all I have