Inner Child

Beyond the ocean and over the meadow, inside a little cottage with air so mellow. Lies a child in a chair next to a broken window, where her mind wonders and her dreams have settled. A tiny frown upon her tiny face. Her tilted brows sit in a disappointed place. There are no doors in such a place, and there are no other windows int he old depressing space. The only way to catch her hopes and her dreams, she must leave this house; though easy as it seems, she fears what may come from the world outside the broken window. So much safety in this little cottage makes it hard to let go. All it takes is a bold step, to be placed in mind and always kept. With sudden outburst she dives out the broken window, and bolts across the front yard and over the meadow. When she reaches the shore by the ocean, she collapses by the water and remains without motion. Tears soak her eyes as her spirit flies. Her heart is free to catch her dreams, that are finally filled with so much meaning. Therefore, beyond the little cottage with the broken window, and over the meadow; by the ocean lies a child that cries. Not with pain and sorrow,, but in such hope for the 'morrow.