through a blindfold of beauty, time only exists with peace
and love. There lies outside palm trees, bamboos and elephant plants falling
over my plans to smile and never give up. Aljazeera plays in the background
reminding me of my history , my future and my role as a woman of steel ideas
and trust. The aircon swiftly blows coolness on my mind. I swim in the insanity
of explanation that all is alright - everything is fine and smooth like the
nescafe lying on the edge of the coffee table - Almaghrib is 4 minutes away - a
futuristic decoration of my faith in a limited fantasy - Glass doors seep requisition and soft
delicate satin falls over to possible cover my heart from pain - I am the bestI
could be here, in this enigmatic construction of a dream that is no more a dream - a moon filled with honey
and space to live and be loved and life that is living . Memories land on my
flower dress, pearls wind down to my abundance of finding myself - I must find
myself here - for I know I am no more
the woman I used to be
But change is inevitable , a floating boat that you can
either get on volunatarily or be dragged behin by it -
but without force seconds are gold here and I am interested
in seeing where the future takes me.... to be continued.....
