Notes from a Time Traveller by Elke Stevens

All alone I stand, to heal my heart. All alone I stand to reparent the child inside, all alone I stand to learn life’s lessons.

As I listen to the wind’s whispers, all alone, to feel the pain, as I stand to reparent the child within and heal my wounded heart in the morning dew.

I listen to the wind’s whispers, where we all once stand in the sorrow of time, all alone, healing from a broken heart.

All alone, I walk from the past, as I see the future in the million stars of the night sky, I heal this wounded heart, as I stand in the morning dew.

I hear the wind’s whispers talk, you are not alone, you are always loved, as the tears of sorrow become reflecting diamonds with a colorful rainbow, we no longer stand alone.

© Elke T.B. Stevens 17/10/2020