Emotions can move us but our soul, if nurtured, will guide us.....

Whispers

By Beverlee Blampied (c)

White clouds moving slowly
Calm breezes wafting tranquility
My soul breathes - whispers
Of faith, hope, love
And my heart starts to heal
I am caught in the moment
My soul starts to fly
Away from places 
Where pain and hurt once dwelled
Memories flow past me
Tears drip slowly down my cheeks
The whispering wind wipes them dry
Soaring now, my soul is set free
And alone, in the sunset
I have finally found Peace