She fights to halt this train
Stop it in its tracks
Slow down these thoughts
That keep taking her back
She hears the rattle of carriages
The rhythm of their wheels
Just as her mind betrays her
And her senses reel
She trembles in the darkness
Though the sun is high
Life is just a battle field
Upon which many die
This is not her purpose
Not where her life ends
The warrior rises up within
Her fighting spirit ascends
As a phoenix she will rise up
Many layers left behind
To reveal her inner Goddess
Infinite love personified.
Trish Johnston © 30th May 2017
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