Phoenix, The Rebirth

Today, I meditate in a savasana posture but forget to set the alarm. Afterwards, I’m standing in my room. I can see my wardrobe, work desk, and bed. Then I see my body lying unconscious on the floor. I start trembling. I lean towards the wall for support, but it melts like a mass of clouds. I tumble through the fading wall into the ocean. Suddenly I’m floating among colourful seahorses, tie-dyed mandarin fish, radiant sea turtles, and luminous clownfish. I stay afloat among these sea creatures admiring the deep ocean scenery. I think I have overcome my fear of deep water but then I start gasping for breath, and my lungs fill with water. My limbs get heavier, and my brain fogs from a lack of oxygen. Out of the deep blue, I sense a pulsing voice from afar. “Go back!” I agree with a nod. I tremble and gasp, mouth wide open, like a fish washed ashore. I flop back and forth before I regain my breath and get off the floor.

early harmattan
the northeast trade winds arrive
with Sahara dust

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