To My Dandelions Of Hope!

To a thousand needles that poke my eyes

Beloved...

I say let it all burn...

Through these flares of my inflamed sighs!

Till there’s nothing left of me

But charcoal dust born from “Thy light!”

& then through this dust of me

Purified from fires of time

Breathe a picture of you

But from my very own life

Down to the skin tissues & nerves that have already died....through muscles & bones;

Where a prayer still Breathes alive,

An offering of love is all I wish to make

For my Beloved there’s no other reason for me to be here, through such pains...

But for you alone...

I Breathe in Gratitude through my Every-days!

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I’m here in this Space where synchronicity breathes music. Where strokes of paints that once wept, there lays Peace. Where magical mystical self tells me, you’ve arrived simply by the flutter of its wings. As last few days a thousand needles poke my eyes & the heat & burning takes away my soul. Yet today mornin when this prayer of poem I send to my beloved, as in pain often times ive wondered- Why I’m here, what’s the reason he still lets me breathe & in that moment of deep pain I found solace- “I’m here for Him!” Here to fulfil my Beloveds promise & as Coco & I walked the path where nature is strewn the earth, till her branches Touch the sky above, in solitude, listening to cocos occasional paw scratch as his hips wearied enough unable to lift his hind at times & my heart so silent that can heed the flutter of leaves & then just in front of my eyes, he flutters as the orangest of butterfly.

I live in this space where Universe breathes synchronicity of signs for I know now why am I here, I’m here for My Beloved Sai!

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It’s a unique relation I share with Coco, who’s my baby, a therapy dog, as I wouldn’t have made it through such chronic pains, without him being even a coco-mama to me

©️ Meghna/2021