Spun

I stumbled, I fell

I have a story to tell

I bled through the pain

finding shimmer in the rain

I danced with a silver tongued devil

on a hot summer night

He stole my soul

ultimately, I won the fight

I blossomed, I bloomed

Into my truth

Fell down from the air

and grounded my roots

Darkness prevailed

centered by a circle of love

I said to myself

“What are you thinking of?’

I reclused and I spun

creating with fun

And out came a soul, a Beautiful One!

 

written by Sherry Short September 2012