Raise your head, lift your eyes –

See the drifting clouds redraw themselves

in stories of the sky

.

Leave alone your counting –

Business cards and calendar days,

hours spent in traffic

.

Straighten your back, lift your shoulders –

Breathe deep into your consciousness

the shifting colours of passing day

.

No more slouching, shallow breathing –

Jagged streams of consciousness

through restless, sleepless hours

.

Raise your arms, raise your voice-

Feel the pulse of vitality,

be counted amongst the living

.

.

Dhaka 2013