Normal

The wind blows
Leaves rustle
The sun shines
Flowers bloom
Ripples on the lake
The sky is still blue

Thoughts dissolve
Pain ceases
I breathe
My heart throbs
My eyes see
My ears hear

The storm rages on
But the sea is now calm
Everything is normal

Vinod Subramaniam
Dated 12th May 1991

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