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  • Promises on paper traced forever once written cannot be erased but silently staring nowhere quietly unmoving yet sharing words that remain in the air and everywhere, for I hear them in happiness and in pain and see them again and again telling me the time and love with which you wrote each line while I waited to hold the precious paper-but then…

    I remembered the Prophesy,' a young doctor will appear in the neighborhood and will visit you with a paper and pen, there may be another need so be prepared''

    A white flying Alto
    and a smiling face
    beckoned me to follow
    and I did with grace
    soon the Welkins
    showered their rage
    and the Lions were let
    loose from the cage
    I looked up and appealed
    to Aolus for help
    please calm the cumulus
    I am so in stress

    I unaware of the many odds
    heard Poseidon say
    'Man is nothing without the Gods'
    I fell on the sands
    and joined my hands
    Pray accept my sacrifice
    and release me from this strife'

    As ever the Heavens
    heard my plea!
    welkins cleared and
    calm was the sea
    and I thanked the Almighty
    for the Kindness and Mercy
    Suddenly there rose from

    the deep ocean
    a huge nine headed serpent
    with a terrifying motion
    blew a set of papers
    and a box of pens
    swiftly as he came swiftly
    below the surface of
    the waters he went,
    and then I knew
    the prophesy had come true
    this was a gift
    to 'write a reply'
    from 'A Letter' from You''
    Now...
    I am thinking on what 'you wrote'
    a discovery, a peripity
    for us writers poets and all
    Fate and Destiny are ordained
    We need to be ready
    To Rise or Face the Eventual Fall.

    Your letter reminds me that
    things were different in life
    full of struggle and strife
    for you the aims were no less
    than Royalty or a Princess,

    Your letter reminds me
    Of age and infirmity
    Of limits bonds and fraternity
    But you were full of rigidity
    and fear always baseless,
    you thought life
    would become a mess,

    Your letter reminds me that
    friends should be the same age
    otherwise life becomes a cage
    and problems increase, at times
    leading to disease and pain,

    your letter reminds me that I
    made a mistake and did not take
    time to judge and break,
    Of walls doors locks
    and security,
    and last of all

    your letter reminds me that
    you do care in the world
    for those who wish you well
    But if I am one of them
    Your letter does not tell,

    All I know
    now since long we have not written
    time and duty has kept this hidden
    how paper and pen can keep together
    the love and spirit between friends
    and keep the link at both the ends.
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