Drift of Things

"Ah, when to the heart of man

   Was it ever less than a treason

To go with the drift of things,

   To yield with a grace to reason,

And bow and accept the end

   Of a love or a season?"

Frost - 'Reluctance'

Evening Lamp

(Photo from 'Parappalli Tharavad,' Mathamangalam, Kannur Dist, Kerala)