Poem

For just a moment in my office chair, Sunk back to gather more courage and faith, I went to Sipi, The music gone silent on my PC, The brain calm and the spirit absent, bang! Sipi it was, The sound of the water fall, Faded voices in a distance, Children playing, The clouds gathering with rumbling, Whispers of wind and cool air, Goats and sheep bleating afar off, Birds singing and the sound of an old mans' radio trying to find a frequency I look out of the window and below, the heavens have descended, The skies in my reach, the cloud in my hand, What i dreamed of as a little child was right in my face. I am much grown up now but still have dreams, And this is just a sign that if i can touch the clouds, i can reach my dreams Then the thought of finding the path to my destiny hits at me. At this point i awake and ohhh! It was just a fantasy moment!!So i tell my diary. 15hrs GMT. Oemmahj