Soothing Turmoil

  
Awaken from your slumber, 
feel a feather touch upon your heart
come to me,  let yourself fly blind.

Let soft kisses tend to you
ease the turmoil in your soul
and sooth your troubled mind

Breath the scent of calm
and wash the ache of rage away
leave your hardened shell behind. 
 


january 2006
© Janet Reid