Where Time Stands Still

Photo: CA Hawthorne

Photo: CA Hawthorne

The past is a vast time storm,
lightening strikes dogging my way,
chaotic winds impeding progress,
and rain tears lashing my face.

I fled instead of standing still,
running to a future cast drear
where fog coated my vision
and mist shrouded all dangers.

It’s taken time spent forsaken
to understand the shelter I sought
wasn’t waiting up ahead,
but surrounded me waiting to be caught.

In the present, time stands still,
a shelter where you need not hide,
valley or mountain summit
the view is clear when you can see inside.

©June 2015, Christina Anne Hawthorne

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