Etches of the heart

The room is darkening as the skies turn grey and growls of rain-laden clouds make the presence felt. I feel absolutely cocooned and cosy in my three roomed flat and I am looking forward to the hot cereal drink I am making. It pays to work from home when the skies are about to burst asunder.

I have to revise my proposals for my novels projects and prepare to make the presentations to three separate parties. Hope these projects get through.

I want to share this short poem that

 I made while doodling on my notebook at Dome's cafe at the Singapore Art Museum. Ayesha wanted to study there with me yesterday but it was closed for renovation and so we dined and worked at Hanis instead at the National Library in Bugis. I had a wonderful time with my divine daughter.

Some mumblings:

Life is bliss when the heart is at peace

Life is full when the mind is cool

Life is bountiful when the spirit is beautiful

Life is me.

P.S. I am Yohanna and in Arabic it means Life. In Hebrew it means God is Gracious.