I was transported to another place and time.
I saw your face. I saw mine.
The image presented crystal clear.
A sense of falling, no longer near.
Caught in supportive, loving hands
Strong yet gentle , caring man.
The dark well turned to wooded path
A warm soft glow in the aftermath.
Peaceful, flowing, soft pink light
Touching my face on a starlit night.
Tears streaming down, wetting dry cheeks
A beautiful release not felt for weeks.
A guide, of sorts, leading the way
Glimpses of another day.
Openness with a vision so clear
Understanding, once again, another end is near.
Copyright Suzanne Norton 2015