Notes from a Time Traveller by Elke Stevens

Swirling on the long road ahead, where the sun follows our shadow, waiting for a warm meeting in the shade. May the road bend to meet us, may the sun warm us till the road guides us to the road of ore meeting.

To meet your eyes, is to meet myself in your soul, feels like coming home. The home after the long road swirling true our soul before meeting. How long this road me be, I will follow the bends to find my home.

I’ll meet you in shade of the road, you will know how I am when you see me.

I’ll walk this road as the days go by, the mystery of my quest, ill search my souls home, even when the sun is low I’ll keep on walking the bending road, till I meet you in shade.

Will I find my home, when will the curving and the bending end, when will I find the shade I’m looking for.

Swirling on the long road ahead, where the sun follows our shadow, waiting for a warm meeting in the shade. I’ll keep walking day after day till I get home.

© Elke T.B. Stevens 15/10/2019