THE MOMENT OF CELESTIAL CALM

Drinking air, not water,
Now, it's a grave matter.
Breathing water, not air,
Sign of a terminal affair.

Mind starved of oxygen
Finds no shortcut to heaven.
Flaccid veins don't fill,
No use for the bitter pill.

Painful disorder all around,
Love and joy are nowhere found.
As you lay among the tubes,
Hope melts like ice-cubes.

In a moment of celestial calm,
You hold existence in your palm.
As it slips through your fingers,
Only the memory of love lingers.