Spring

The red sand of the desert
Has dissolved my armour
Slowly, tentatively I shed rusted pieces
I stand, exposed.

The desert sun scorches me
Transforms me.
The wind carries away my old skin
And as the rain falls, I feel it.
No longer numb, I feel.

I awake in a foreign land
Confused, uncertain.
Where are the sign posts?
Who are these people?
Who am I? What is my quest?

I strive to re-discover
The Spirit within me.
To not be a-part from
But be part of All That Is.

Spring

Enivea

Joined June 2008

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