‘‘සුළඟ සහ රතු මල් ගස’’ - කාව්‍ය සංග්‍රහය - විචාරය

Poems by Kanchana Priyakantha

In a world too often blighted by ugliness and chaos, the contemplation of beauty is more important than ever. Dew glittering on flowers, warmth in the eyes of a stranger, or the soothing shapes of clouds on the horizon…… noticing these connects us to the source of our daily existence. Not only is such observation an important reassurance of goodness in the world, it is a vital act of meditation, that drives the positive evolution of the human mind and condition. The pursuit of beauty is not escapist, or elitist. And the power of such positive focus of our minds is undeniable.
Kanchana, who by profession is an English Teacher, had brought out her collection of poems and short stories. As a poetess, Kanchana touches on simple human feelings, intimacies and spirituality. She has sensitive feelings to environment around her. Please read my deliberation about some of her creations.

Saint Joseph's Oratory of Mount Royal - Canada

Saint Joseph's Oratory of Mount Royal
Montreal - Canada
Saint Joseph
Saint Joseph can be seen as the saint of everyday life, to whom one turns for help with both minor worries and at life-defining moments. Saint Brother André had boundless trust in Saint Joseph, his friend and guide. His dream was to build on Mount Royal a chapel dedicated to Saint Joseph — an oratory for prayer to him. Crowds soon flocked to the place. Following Brother André’s recommendation, the great saint is invoked here because, according to him, “He lets no one fall by the wayside.” Traditionally, one confides to the care of Saint Joseph issues related to family, work, health, death and material needs. Saint Joseph’s Oratory of Mount Royal, founded in 1904, is the largest shrine in the world dedicated to him.

New Year Moon - අවුරුදු හඳ

The moon generates love and sometimes loneliness too. The moon is a friend to talk for those who live alone. No matter where you are in this beautiful world. We see the same moon. Some days, it is blooming in her sky in the night, but in the same time it is in my sky without blooming. The day is still young for me. (Photograph from Canada Web)