The day is cold and overcast the wind holds a shocking icy touch,
I snuggle the blanket around me and drift into an uneasy sleep....
From far above I see an island as I spiral to the shore,
Vivid colours melt and blend to create nature's wondrous display,
The sun is warm and inviting as it glides across my skin,
Along the shore dances an apparition of beauty,
Mesmerized by her I become a voyeur to her performance,
Her steps are light; hands outstretched, palms upturned,
Her hair falls loosely about her shoulders swaying with movement,
She is the definition of peaceful as she sways from side to side,
Her footsteps a delicate kiss upon the sand as she walks,
Her intensity shines brighter than all that exists about her,
As I watch, the skies begin to fade,
Her playful performance all but forgotten,
Her hesitation shows with each and every step,
Vulnerable and solitary, her steps begin to falter,
The skies grow dark and ominous in their intent,
Her glow begins to fade struggling to be seen,
Her footsteps heavy and tired as she continues on,
The fury of the storm seems vicious and unrelenting,
I watch her suffer its wrath with resilience and determination,
Her journey is set and her diligence holds her strong,
Hair drenched and limply clinging to her skin,
The wind encircles her as she blindly pushes on,
Climbing with difficulty over seemingly impossible obstacles,
Her hands and feet bleeding, as I watch her suffer silently,
Her progression is slow, her movements painful yet precise,
The rain has lifted as she pushes blindly forward,
From time to time she slips and rests upon the ground,
Raising to her feet again with some trepidation,
Her journey so long, her suffering so intense,
Refusing to surrender to the challenges she faces,
Stubbornly she continues refusing to be defeated,
The rain has ceased, the sun is peeking through,
Rays of light glisten in her long tangled hair,
The wind is silent and there is calm upon the shore,
No sign of the prior turbulence is evident,
Resting momentarily while the sun dries her hair,
Regaining strength for the road ahead,
She dries and warms beneath the sun rays,
Replenished she begins again,
Slowly, painfully, one step at a time,
Shoulders back and head held high,
Paying no attention to her injuries,
Onward she steps determined in her task,
Strong and proud she walks the shore,
Her brilliance is decreased but still plain to see.
Who is this woman? That I see within my dreams...
She is the human spirit......
