Notes from a Time Traveller by Elke Stevens

For hope is the light in our hearts, we journey along the path of life. When only the dust remains of what is lost.

Then the storm will clear of what is left, and the light of hope will shine where the motion of change can be found. A sea star reflects the northern star in the sky.

Here we hear the silence in the mind and feel the rain wash away the dust. As the moon smiles, an angel taps my shoulder and in a moment if wonder, I hear my name with a familiar feeling.

I find the tears in my eyes for not saying goodbye, the love that is real, the hope that never fails me.

© Elke T.B. Stevens 18/02/2020