Through the winds
of time these changes blow,
Leading me to a safe place to grow...
From the depths of the darkness my soul prevails,
Into the sun, I set the sails...
Across the blue waters I float on a dream,
My heart as my guide, faith as my steam...
Shall the waters turn merky, the sky turn to stone,
Soft breeze carry me on, for my soul is my own.
Teresa Wilson ~ 1998
This poem was inspired while learning
to accept all that is me,
good and bad
It is a release of the freedom I felt in knowing that I am a whole person
and no matter where the
water may lead, I will sail my vessel....
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