THE EYES
Smiling sisters of divinity…
The eyes capture the outside world,
Projecting to the inner soul,
The striving masses of reality
Taking hold of the inner shrine of devout purity;
Painting the wholeness with unrelated pixels of dark shards creating impurity.
What we see, we digest; what we devour, we analyze and shred;
Imprisoned in the outside world and her pictures of truth and material wealth,
Punctures the inner aim of harmony;
Prizing apart our wholeness of self;
Shattering our common thread….
The Divine purpose of Unity.

A steady hand writes in a leather bound book…………………..long sentences.
The eyes see the hand moving and writing……………..it doesn’t comprehend, it can’t see what’s written….
A new chapter starts…………The story of a soul in its daily existence. Each new page, a new day – a new start, an amazing sunrise- gold and bright, spreads ever-lasting joy………………………… The toil of routine now begins….
In parallel across the world, we start, we work, we play, we dream, we do our very best……….
There are NO WORDS, no thanks, no smile, there are NO WORDS..
Using every resource in our soul….. its drained, it’s cried, its laughed, its given, its witnessed, its abused, its drained……………
Suddenly,                 A SHOCK………… WE STOP…………. Its blank,             still         , THERE ARE NO WORDS………
In shock, we stand still as every torturous moment takes hostage of our SENSIBLE lives --------- THERE ARE NO WORDS…….
No understanding, no comprehension, no vision, no clarity…………….
The silence is deafening --------------- The world stands still, the soul is incomprehensible, she accepts, she starts to gather every single pixel, every shred and stores in our reservoir of experience.
With love, understanding and utter humility, spurning us on, pushing us forward ………………………
Things to do, life carries on…………….
Nature, so wholly giving, and loving in her greatness, has in her generosity, taken from us the seconds and minutes and hours, we cannot DIGEST, we cannot even strive to SWALLOW DOWN, and she has stored it for the future to unfurl at a later date……
The soul, completely, aware……….. is crying in pain, has no chance to unfurl, to give way to the tears, and suffering -               POOR CHILD…………The angels divine, look down in their love, reach out and touch the fragile being with their bright light.
She moves on                    UNAWARE………………
Her soul Takes note and in her greatness, forgives………. Moves on as though nothing has touched the human body, heart or mind….
She lives on – she works tirelessly she gives, she renews, she walks on, she glides through the light, the seasons, the darkness, the encounters………………
There is work to do!!!!!!
But, THERE IS A PAINFUL MOURN, crying out               “Remember me?”   “ How can you forget?” “I’ve come a long way, pls don’t turn me away!”   She cries ………………… Please can you HUG ME?” “I’ve missed You!!”
“I AM YOU”………. I have been waiting so long, to be with you, like we used to be……”
“ REMEMBER THAT DAY? WHEN THERE WERE NO WORDS, REMEMBER?
“NO WORDS, NO REACTION……UTTER STILLNESS, NO WORDS………”
“Please remember!!! Don’t forget, I’m waiting to be reconciled with you, so we can start a new life together”
‘NO ! SHE SAYS, I DON’T REMEMBER YOU! WHERE WERE YOU ALL THIS TIME?’ I wasn’t aware of you, I have no idea!
SHE……….. Puts her hand out and says -         I’ve always been waiting, hoping, making my journey to meet you, to be together again………….. IT’S TIME. Sit with me and lets remember the time, when THERE WERE NO WORDS… Stillness, deafness, muteness, immobility, every cell screaming………………… “NO”, BUT THE WORDS NEVER CAME………………
Redemption, resurrection,                                  our soul is witness to our every encounter even the stillness and wordless dark passages of our lives……………………
Words cannot describe every injustice, every untruth, every strange and curious encounter.
The parameters are endless, we have but one HOPE, that someday in our humility and utter desire to feel whole again, that we might just look up to the never-ending skies and shout – “ENOUGH!” I’M DONE!” I have no more…………….”  
And in their mercy, the GODS above may answer:
“Remember the times, when you had NO WORDS, the gaps in your memory, the cries that cried out in pain?
Lets sit together and unravel those parts of you that are missed…………we will place them together; we might find a word that REALLY DESCRIBES YOU…………………… LOVE!
In your muteness, deafness, immobility and utter DIVINITY, the gaps in your memory WILL MAKE THEMSELVES KNOWN TO YOU………………
Because its time to heal and recognize those corridors of darkness, that remain wordless, the constant beating of the drum, the constant dripping tap ……………………… HAS A STORY TO TELL…
Let us begin, its time we listened to ourselves and UNRAVEL the words, emotions, pain and suffering of the times when
                                                     THERE WERE NO WORDS.