Notes from a Time Traveller by Elke Stevens

Gracefully she seers where the rose gardens great beauty fully flowers and where the white Lillie’s glow I see a face that I have seen before, pleasant and familiar.

I bow to this mesmerising creature that fills my dreams. Soaring above the lake, resting under the the weeping willow.

In the flow of her dance she gives her hand, peacefully pulling me into the depth of her souls paradise, wherein secrets are sacred and shared for a moment in bliss.

For the garden flowers every year, the white glows, the yellow sings, the red love’s. Then gracefully we leave the garden in peace and let the garden grow and sow. For time will bring the soul to grow.

© Elke T.B. Stevens 14/04/2020