Paradise lost and found

It seems like centuries since I last visited paradise. Everything seems to be the same though... except me. I have contained and survived a thunderstorm… a havoc that was meant for the terrain is now a vital contamination in my veins. I look like a transformed protrusion of loose ends, seeking an end to the beginning.
I am in paradise and there’s nothing that can wreck me now!

2 comments:

Shashank said...

Hi,
Nice to see you back in form, and flow. The confidence in infectious -- no one dare take a panga with the Dweller.
The imagery is appealing, as always.
Kudos
Bhaiya

Anki said...

Thanks bhaiya. I know that I have at least one captive reader and admirer. Can't thank you enough for keeping my morale high and flying all the time :)