Each has their foible
  it's human nature
  but let such be
  as long as it doesn't hurt other people

A peep at the clouds
A dance with the moon
A view of the skies
A berth in the sun
A flash of the blues
A soak in the rain
A wave of the breeze
A cheer(s) with the lips
A life flow of the spirit
A health to our souls
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Of these celestial harmony
Oh! Terrestrials………..
Dance, glo, wave & cheer up
In this ballet of time
The rhythm of the hearth;
    Our soul’s joy
The mindscape at peace
A display on our faces.

In the beginning
I am branded the hope of there expectations
At my birth, divinations attest to it
And libations gave seal to this fact.
My dexterity,training and experiences affirm it  
For I lighten the world as a medical doctor
Shaking the earth with my appointment at the state government Hospital; “He is our son, a great son,I weaned him at birth”
“Yes,I remembered him, he use to run around necked”
“And cry on our way to the stream.”
Such was the echoes of the joy and solidarity in there voices.
But here I am mangled in diversity of ill-treatments. Not I but the system.
Surforcating and subjugating the hope that liven them; Headace, fever, stillbirth, no drugs, fake drugs, vomiting,  
More death,------------------- the list is endless.
The healer needs healing, for the torch bearer is in-search of light
This is the crossroad of there faith that was not
In the beginning.

It doesn't matter
    where you set your sight
     as long as it is right

Live simply
leave quietly

feel deeply
accept humbly

hold gently
release freely

cease striving
embrace the emptying