
Water,
crashes on a sunny shore,
with reminders,
of feelings once before.
Thick skin,
holds the pain,
for rainbows,
after rain.
Smiling,
hiding heart,
broken pages,
from the start.
An awakening,
fills the soul,
feeding,
true love's goal.
A painful vision,
of real divine,
casts a beam,
on beauty and time.
In light shines,
as darkness fades,
old wounds rise,
to be cast away.
Awaken has tranquility, beauty, and love lost is love found…well done Rosie! ❣️