As I walk in the footsteps of a shadow unknown
A reflection of me is shown
A soul searching for purpose
Holding on to a thin thread between breathing and no more
Lost in the dark created by diabolical thought chain reacting to misconceptions of loud negative tones

Healing was the serenity of music while dancing on a canvas, lead by tons of melody simply composed to allow easier access to breathe again
Maybe, just maybe the thin thread was holding on to dear life; suddenly gained enough of its own thin threads to be strong again
Just to be its own true colors
Flaunting it’s pure flare
There were days when it was dressed in lushy trees singing to the blowing breeze that could cool the hottest head and burning desire retire here come rest your soul
Take in the breath of fresh air
Be here and now in the present moment
Living in the moment is not living on the edge
And you are not always on the edge
Even though it feels like it most of the time when you are under the water
That’s where life comes from
Drowning in sorrow is not your portion
A lesson awaits your reception

So breathe, blink and live
Walk in to light

With love, from Lebo