Seeing a Man in A Wheelchair..

He was looking at the acrobat with envy

I was wondering what his visuals will be

He was in his wheelchair watching the sea

The sea within him is so quiet,
There was a drizzle...he was dancing in joy..
In his wheelchair ..his dance..and the sky in trance
seeing a man in wheelchair  in happiness
is like a new sky with a thousand suns...

Mi deseo

I want to be a lost ship
sailing out in mist
in the seas of agony
with my flags of moments
when i lived,drank, slept with
my eternal dates with destiny.
I want to be that rain
which showers little angels
on to the green leaves
splashing on them
the messages from heaven.
I want to be that sunshine
showering gold on walkways
pouring honey on evening seas.
I want to become a gentle smile
of a tree in bloom
in this life ..now ...forever..