It's never too late
to turn it all around
I'm learning how to settle in
back into my own skin
and the first thing I've learnt
is how good it feels
to discover me again
This time
it's taken it all
to make it past the first step
after the great fall
I'm learning how to breathe in
easy again
Remembering
the miracles in life
aren't just limited to rainbows
and butterflies
And it feels good
to re-ignite the flame
so it flares
high and shining bright
As the rain
gently cascades down my skin
I inhale the scent
Mother, watch me!
I'm learning how to breathe again
So bear with me,
keep vigil by my side
as I journey back
Back into my own skin
as the blinders are tossed aside
so all the colours of the spectrum
Are visible again
Inspiration begins
and this time
I won't let there be
an end
June 2011
to turn it all around
I'm learning how to settle in
back into my own skin
and the first thing I've learnt
is how good it feels
to discover me again
This time
it's taken it all
to make it past the first step
after the great fall
I'm learning how to breathe in
easy again
Remembering
the miracles in life
aren't just limited to rainbows
and butterflies
And it feels good
to re-ignite the flame
so it flares
high and shining bright
As the rain
gently cascades down my skin
I inhale the scent
Mother, watch me!
I'm learning how to breathe again
So bear with me,
keep vigil by my side
as I journey back
Back into my own skin
as the blinders are tossed aside
so all the colours of the spectrum
Are visible again
Inspiration begins
and this time
I won't let there be
an end
June 2011
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