A Poem: And The She Woke

one day she woke

she couldn’t breathe

she felt so sick

and was touched by the breeze.


The breeze turned to wind

as it swallowed her sin

she was standing still

while starting to spin.


The spin turned her ’round

shook her upside down – 

a little sideways

until she found…


She had been so lost

so off track

all she could think of

was heading back.


She’ll never be the same

it’s been a blessing in disguise

she had to fall down

before she could rise.


Now she’s found home

and flipped on the light

better than ever

and not having to fight.


She agreed with herself

to get up and go

from the valleys to the mountains

for reasons only she knows.

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