POETIC OCEANS 2

    Recovering from an operation which many people called 'major' I was most of the time thinking about the 'Lt Col' I mean the Surgeon who performed it. Soft and gentle in approach, seeped in concern for pain and alert in attempts to cure wounds and relieve the agony and stress-this is the first impression one gets, at least I got it and instantly I knew that 'She was the One, ordained to touch examine cut and treat my clayey self, bleeding inside and causing pain...and so it happened and The Greatest The Almighty showered His Mercy and sent 'healing'. 'I found the sacred link in this process, the hands that we raise in prayer, the hands that we write with, some where the hands are killers slappers murderers...but these hands were the healing hands and for me meant so much more in relationship. 'My heart weeps and I ask myself, why do I cry? Someone said, “The Doctor did her professional duty, no need to think beyond that”, but I say, “No I fo...

 Every morning I walk - no' I wish to on the  colored nature's universal path and as I think of walking I feel the soft earth beneath my feet, and feel connected I look at the thinly spread and floating stratus foam, forming strange shapes but making sweet soothing melodies I feel like a helpless wanderer,still Every morning reveals ascending light, giving new hopes, I try to submerge  my mind into the ethereal rays unified my walk transforms to a divine flight