Saturday, December 25, 2010

Deprived

What is it like to watch the waves gently caress your feet and retreat...
And not walk towards it?

What is it like to know that the wind has its fingers in your hair...
And not extend your hands towards it it?

What is it like to hear the drops of rain...
And not be able to see it?

What is it like to want to feel...
And not be able to see, touch or walk towards that feeling?

What is it like to be able to see and touch and show...
And be too unaware to feel it?

Is there a feeling more deprived than it?