Notes from a Time Traveller by Elke Stevens

On trouble water, Ill dance for one night and drift for a wille, ill wait till the night stops being full of starts.

At the trouble waters the night is fill of magic stars, for one night the sparks of shining stars spark up to a miracle river as I follow the bends of the stream.

On trouble water ill watch the starts for you, till the diamond sparks up. Here I will stop wondering. As I walk away when the sun brakes the diamond.

At the trouble waters, hearts will be draking before healing, with no stars hearts need time to find the rivers spark and fall before flying, hold on before letting go, cray before laughing.
Follow the bends of the river, find the miracle of the trouble waters.

© Elke T.B. Stevens