THE DAY SHE FLIES
I heard news from the east about a certain person then I took my bags and head to the east. I met her in human form, she was not the form of a statue as initially prescribe by travelers, she lives in the heart of many even when her presence is absent to our voice. Her story is not just a tale to me, the very first time I heard the sound of hear voice my heart drop like a waving ocean, my heart was like a sheep controlled by a shepherd. Many names fly into my heart without knowing their meanings, I was still contemplating when the name Sharon came into my heart, seconds after the name the rain was dripping, the storm was friendly, that which was hard and difficult became easy and friendly. She brought me unconditional love, she left no space in my heart to love someone else, my forehead has her kiss mark. To the world am strong in her am weak,she is flying away with my strength, my EGO was still with me until she came and took the “E” away and left me with the...