Its Time
With the vision of wisdom
And companionship of hindsight
Mother Nature whispered ‘It’s time’
Standing behind me with her arms
Wrapped around my shoulders
Shaking me gently to unwrap the
wounds of suffering and giving too much
Chartering a new path and walking in
clean and fresh new spaces within me.
Filling them with discovery and laughter.
Healing myself back into a whole.
Experiencing a new era of life
Dreaming that it is possible and truly limitless.
15.2.2021
Copyright © Carol Mitra | Year Posted 2021
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