Rescued Princess

Retreating backwards into my world, with scraps of words and stories. Pure light enveloping me, a safe place of refuge. My own world of dreams, apart from the world outside. Pain can't reach the inside, a wall of fog is in place. A lost little marsh princess. Is there a prince on his horse, with a sword to cut the fog? A gentle hand reaching out, eyes soft, kindly inquiring. Long years of solitude affecting her looks and behaviour. Eyes wide, brought into the new world, amazed at the beauty surrounding. I am in the real world again, called back by love's sweet whispers. Hope and dreams can be combined, and the world is not so dark. Love will be our light, our hope and our rock through every storm. No more running away, dear heart. Time to face the world once more.