Alluring and mystique, I yield to her mesmerising beauty.
For reason and logic seem her guiding force, I come to an emotional stand still.
As sacrifice is required, for transformation comes from within.
When a mirror reflection, trims away what is not essential.
I will cut my own heart and weaken to emptiness and tiredness.
As I fill myself with the wonder in magic, and receive the mystery of dreams.
A bridge is built from the dark journey to releasing the inner beauty of compassion and empathy.
© Elke T.B. Stevens 23/11/2019
Notes from a Time Traveller by Elke Stevens 