12th December 2020
Today I looked at the heavens
Not a cloud in the sky
The only clouds that were present
Were the ones that were behind my eye
The lockdown had lifted
I was catching up for lost time
It was almost a time for the gifted
The world started turning again
My brain was burning again
Just can’t stop churning again
Even at rest I was working
Tried to give my best but I was yearning
A gentle tremor in the hands and heart
Trying to create in life what is called art
Repeatedly inhaling the dart
Trying to remember what it was like
To just stop
Stop and Listen
Listen and be
Be in the present
The present that was me