Treasure Island

Paul Henry


Leap


Down a road of swirling fogs
And through screens of rural grey,
Life moves onward blindly,
Complete in disarray.

No ferns or mosses, No seed
To heal men’s fruitless losses.
A black and barren land it seems
Will fill the voids of my dreams.

Until merging into view
From fogs and churning rains,
Visions of a Willow Tree
Lend branches down, onto me.

Her trunk stands mellow, and graciously
Flowing by is the spine
Of her drooping leaves.
Up her bark I then twine to climb,
To reach her timbered peak.

Hanging, climbing, leaping, soaring,
And from cleft to branch I rise,
Grasping green and golden skies;
Above that barren land
And it’s sea of rolling mist.
Sprays of light dance round me,
As the Sun shines down his gift.

Submitted: Monday, November 18, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, November 19, 2013

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Inspired by Stephen Fry, who suffers from Bipolar Disorder.

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  • Hazel Durham (12/23/2013 2:37:00 PM)

    Stunning write with such depth in it's beautiful lines that make me want to read it again and again! (Report) Reply

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