A dusty path beneath my feet,
My worries fade with each step,
Leaving the past behind.
Green fields wave to hopeful songs,
As the horizon stretches open,
And a new day waits to greet me.
My worn boots carry a heavy heart,
Breaking the chains of yesterday.
As sunlight breaks through
the grey clouded by sadness sky,
And liberation calls with a soothing voice,
Promising a fresh beginning.
I feel wild grasses brush against me,
As shattered paths mend themselves.
Silence fills my distracted mind,
Distant trees rise in understanding,
And letting go becomes my strength,
As the future blooms like wildflowers.
The countryside embraces me,
As the healing winds of change blow,
Miles unwind like a silent threads,
Breaking free from what once was,
As each step forward builds courage,
Walking towards a new dawn.
©️Lizzie Bevis
Nov 20, 2024
Nov 20, 2024 at 4:26 AM UTC
A dusty path beneath my feet,
My worries fade with each step,
Leaving the past behind.
Green fields wave to hopeful songs,
As the horizon stretches open,
And a new day waits to greet me.
My worn boots carry a heavy heart,
Breaking the chains of yesterday.
As sunlight breaks through
the grey clouded by sadness sky,
And liberation calls with a soothing voice,
Promising a fresh beginning.
I feel wild grasses brush against me,
As shattered paths mend themselves.
Silence fills my distracted mind,
Distant trees rise in understanding,
And letting go becomes my strength,
As the future blooms like wildflowers.
The countryside embraces me,
As the healing winds of change blow,
Miles unwind like a silent threads,
Breaking free from what once was,
As each step forward builds courage,
Walking towards a new dawn.
©️Lizzie Bevis
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