That Island

That Island

There the skies are always
crystal clear
Turquoise blue
electric.

The breeze blows in one direction
fate is always with you.
No one blocks your view,
your progress is guaranteed and your path way clear
because you have permission to shape it.

You need no doors to keep you  "safe"
nor to lock the dangers that never were there.
There are no secrets to spring at you
tear your integrity to shreds;
to leave the ground covered with your entrails
your dignity seeping slowly into  dust.

On that island you can truly be free - 
be alone
to thrive
blossom
bloom
pollinate.

The cool healing rancid water
cures all that the world has unleashed.
There is power in those waters.
From the brink of death you are made whole.

There is no fear
no enemy
no hate
only you.

That Island is your safe haven
it is you.
That island gives you power
that this world has taken.

Memories are everywhere,
momentos lovingly left for you to find.
To tell the real story of who you are
not created by human hands
but fashioned
by that Great One.

There is no time to abuse time
each moment is precious
each vital.
Each necessary.

There you will stay - 
for as long as you are meant to stay.
Not cut down in a murderous rage
of jealousy. You will stay.

As the wind ruffles hair too dense to penetrate
a crown too powerful to bring down.
as it massages away the knots
there, in that spot you will know peace.

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Simone

Loves to tell and hear untold stories about people, places and experiences!

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