i lay on my bed as memories -old and new- project themselves onto the screen of my mind. never b4 have i felt such peace...

for once my head was able to focus on the blankness of that very screen....the fact that i can picture a never-ending blue sky-uninterrupted- with cirrus clouds, and an eagle superposed onto it...

i followed that eagle for what it seemed like a journey across the Atlantic; and at that altitude i was able to appreciate the scent of the ocean, the feeling of the sun's rays 'sun-kissing' the skin of my face, the cold yet ironically comforting trade winds that blew my hair exposing every strand to the atmospheric extravagance;

deliriously overwhelmed;
recollections of unpleasant, tragic memories,
neutralised:
in this new-found state of my mind...