Washing away the memories
Brush strokes the canvas delivering
A watery portrait of pain and healing
Learning to let go of darkness within
When rage paints an ugly violin
Learning to forgive the arrows and the archer
That broke my wings and treasured his heart, his master
Coming closer to the light after
The truth becoming so crystal like rain of winter
Departing from mirages that harbour empty bonds
God’s light rays shining like diamonds
Breathing air, stepping away from the masquerade
Healing begins to unravel
The portrait of the soul that travels
To the path of peace and serenade