i too am here

I have not been a very diligent blogger this year, my last post was June, where I bemoaned that my last post was April. Enuff said!

I am travelling inside to find what it is that is trying to talk to me, what it is that wants to come out, to be spoken, to be seen and heard, to be identified, acknowledged, recognised.
I am here, can you see me I am here. I cannot be in the dark, inconspicuous and invisble any longer. Yes ma'am,  no ma'am, upstairs sir, downstairs sir! I too have a voice that needs to be heard, I too have a song to sing and a poem to recite. My heart also bleeds with love lost and friends passed on. I too have suffered. I too have won and created and nurtured beautiful gardens of pansies, poppies and tulips, my hands have touched many lives and cleaned wounds, stuck band aids on little children, cut the nails of old people, held the hand of brave yet fearful soldiers and my lips they too have kissed a newborn babe's forward, the hand of a maiden and the lips of a hard working man. My feet have moved me across cities, carried me home tired after work and eagerly and surely across mountains. I too am here! Look at me and know that I too am here!