I see freedom of expression in claps of thunder
And hear shooting stars in compliments.
I laugh with the laughs trapped in fears tears,
And listen to shivering trees tickle their first winds.
I flick through stacks of polaroids taken by my heart,
And trace their translations into art.
Beyond, I see existence that exists - even in thoughts.
Observing the orchard in the apple pip
And the hidden desert in dust.
Witnessing the pain of loss,
Attached to the joy of having.
Watching diseases sleep in health,
And hope for good health in the diseased.
Thoughts & sensations come in -
I hand write these cards for us…