Falling =)

It's been raining for some time.
The faded red bricks of the slum roofs are shimmering quietly in the new sun. The sky’s swirling into varieties of blues now and then. Creepers and crawlers and mauve bougainvillea are glistening with all their love and fury.
And threads of sunshine filtering through crannies and crevices, trespassing dark rooms and darker souls, are flooding everything with wobbly shadows. So the Lesser Secrets and the Greater Secrets are mixing and moving and defying boundaries and looking for orifices. And newer secrets are sprouting from somewhere deep, rippling on the Surface, swelling with life and color, settling in the heart.

For some time recently, the half-asleep, half-drowsy Neverland, with its little bit of magic still left in this world, and the soft, tender nudges of Life, are weakly talking of dreamy Possibilities.