She awakens to the sweet smell of lilac
A sign of spring, of bloom, of growth
The sun hits her face, her eyes open slowly
a garden surrounds her, envelops her whole
vibrant by nature, living and breathing
these colors through rose colored glasses
That moment she knows, this always has been here -
her garden of light,
when watered, it grows
She blinks and hears the sound of the Ocean
roaring and whistling
this beach is her home.
Sand drips through her fingers
as new self awareness
flows through her body
like water on Earth.
She looks to the sky
knows she’s being guided –
an illuminated path
within her it lies.
poetry for people -Erika Lane 7.21.2014