White Waters

Beneath white waters
Naked soul floats, cleansed of sin
Fluid thoughts washed away
Left now, a fresh beginning
Hopes of better days
Rising from the still waters
Velvet against skin
Holds hopes from slipping away
Mind reincarnates

Image from, & verse written for: Magpie Tales #28

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

52 thoughts on “White Waters”

  1. That was totally fascinating. It just gives you a feeling of being reborn again, it makes you feel like you’ve abandoned all of the past. It made me relax. Great Magpie!

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