Light bringer

Small interactions on a regular basis
Words that to nobody else mean a thing
To my wide open heart
My intuition and soul
I feel the ping as the arrows of kindness
Strike their mark, deeply burrowing
So far they ooze their healing balms
Warming the spots I thought had been withered
But have been suspended in a cocoon
Suspended by silken silver thread
Slowly they are changing
Not to return as they were, but changed
As I can see you more often
In the words of my angel
The one who is come to help me heal
As much as I ever will
Bringer of light my gratitude to you, for you
Is beyond measure



Author: ailsacawley

I have written since I can remember, devouring the stories of Roald Dahl under the covers by torchlight. I have always loved fairy tales, myths and magic. A good deal of the things I write has some truth in it. Others, not. I’m pleased you dropped by, please feel free to leave me a comment or if you’re kind enough to share that’s fine. ☺️

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