Heavy rain cloud above
Tip of an iceberg
Train track unknowingly derailed
I lack resilience
It’s the cardboard box that’s placed
Suspicious, unknowing
Not the time capsule to be opened
A certain day, a definite year
We wait
Knowing the outcome
Just…. not when
Gossamer veil before me sliver of light
peers furtively through trees that have seen a hundred years
absence of day with steps I place, now in sudden fear
not knowing of where I go or where I’ve been
disconsolate foot steps, crackle leaves beneath my feet
forest of deadened branches hang eerie, blackened sleep
who am I, where am I, behind or in front
cautiously tread direction lost steps to find myself
one foot wrong shall I be left in a world I do not want
one foot right will I find myself forgoing the life I’ve led
brush what my eyes before me see, start anew without the ink
trunks of deadness, branches hang life to them is lost
renew yourselves, birth new buds like I must do at life
banish cobwebs of my fears, eradicate self doubt
step into the daylight, know who you are and why
blackened forest take your leave, be reborn like I
Ramblings From A Mum 