Enraptured

 

Some days, I feel 
a swoon, a romance
so great 
no words can tell

 

of a love so high 
it paints the sky
in colours 
of soft pastel.
 

Breathless, I feel
 this beauty so real, 
the muse is
 alive and well.

 

Everything cast in a
beautiful glow,
enraptured,
I'm under her spell.

 

 

Come Back

 

Beneath the stress, the 'shoulds',
the ever-present rush,

there is a calm that feels safe,
a peace that simply says, 'hush'

to the loud-scattered mind.
'Come back to your soul,

come back to yourself,
you're already whole.' 

 

Here

Here, the path grows wider,

and the trees grow ever taller.

Here, my heart breathes deeply,

sunlight warm upon my face.

 

Here, the trees sway slightly,

and the breeze blows ever lightly, 

there's sweet music all around me

and of worry not a trace.

 

Here, I come to feel
no fear, no judgement, but what's real,
a world of beauty and of love,
 only magic in this place. 

 

 

 

 

Mesmerised

 

Mesmerised by your beauty,

held in awe by your spell,

your dance appears other-wordly,

where it ends I cannot tell.

 

In the shelter of the trees,

in the halo of the sun,

in the touch of the breeze

you whisper, we are one.