Mountains high.
Falling snow
Sparkles as if diamonds
In the full moon glow.
Where she’s headed no one knows
For the wind blows away any trace
Of foot steps taken upon the ground.
They speculate and create tales of wonder
Of a woman lost
For she does not wander the
Beaten path
Nor the familiar.
Most whisper in the dark that she is a misplaced soul;
But then they dare not go where she goes;
Infinite unknown.
Vanished, yet in plain sight.
My heart so bright
My eyes so open
As my feet walked naked upon the red dirt.
And i heard the whipsers so very light
And i felt the depth of inner sight
As those whose feet had been here before
Sent love into the future for those of us to come;
Time knows no line nor curve nor thought.
I knew
I know
I am love.
We are love.
When I was ready; when I had had enough,
I began to dig deep and face some memories I had tried not to keep. Some parts of me had been in hiding or dressed in disguise;
Pretending to be invisible.
It took longer than I thought it might.
I had to hold myself accountable for my own part and went back to the start.
I did not realize how far away from myself I was
Until I started retracing the steps back to myself.
Healing.
All of the sudden,
My steps
They falter.
One after
Another.
I am
Tripping and falling.
I see your silhouette in the distance.
I wait,
Barely breathing.
Seeing
If you will realize.
I seem to have fallen
So
Far
Behind.
Chole Into Diamonds 