Fairy Tale Rock
14/11/14
Fairy-tale Rock
Poor sad little lass, hadn’t got a clue, poor sad little lass, if she only knew
What treasures lie beyond the walls of broken lives, when castles fall,
Of all the wonders she would find to rock her world and blow her mind,
The undiscovered world beneath the superficial layers, heaped
With trappings left from times gone by, when life was cruel but tears were dry,
Now in the rubble she will find a spark of love for all mankind,
And from this spark new embers burn, her disembodied soul returns
To wash away all damage caused by prison walls, where life lay paused,
All contact lost twixt it and she, replaced by fear and crushed by need.
But like a butterfly she’ll bloom from deep within life’s thick cocoon,
A transformation there to see, from what there was, to what will be.
An awesome Phoenix now will rise, her flaming beauty fills the skies,
Her zest for life once more restored, she’ll soar, new wonders to explore,
New heights to reach and sights to view, she’ll leave a trail achieved by few.
But is this real or yet a dream, could her soul have really been
So healed and reawakened?
Watch Karma’s goodness will become, life’s guiding light and shining sun
Allied with Destiny she’ll prove that life is not controlled by you
But love and hope will lift the veil -Yes life can be a fairy-tale.
Copyright © Heather Buxton | Year Posted 2014
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