Treasure Island

Elaine Battersby

(Preston, Lancashire.Lives in London)

Awakening


Awakening




A bolt of lightening, has opened up my heart and freed my heavy soul.

You have brought light and sunshine, to where there was only darkness.
And joy to where there was sorrow and pain.

You have lead me from a path, that lead to the edge of the cliff.

To one that leads to the summit of a mountain.
Where, I can see rich green valleys and an endless blue sea.
And a bright and starry future.

My eyes have been opened, to the wonder and the beauty of life and love.

And harmony and peace caress me.

Elaine Battersby (Elaine B)
May 2012

Submitted: Thursday, May 17, 2012

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