To Escape a Moment

To Escape a Moment

What water drips on my page of questions?

It lies bland and waiting for my hand

To wander through its distant pages

Of lands to be explored

The water drips down my window

Drawing me from my page

What story lies behind each raindrop?

Waiting to be collected

I travel, wander, fight and dance

As ink glides across my page

Where will my journey end today?

As water drips across my ink

My pen placed down I sit and wonder

At the place I have journeyed today

My heart is crying with tears I squander

As my journey ends today

Tomorrow will start another journey

Another empty page

Where will I escape to another day?

Another grey rainy day

By Serina Hartwell

Author of The Hidden Saga

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The Promised Land

The Promised Land

Let your veil of welcoming arms engulf me

Take me to where you journey far

To the place I cannot come from

Let sadness hold me dear

For I carry the notion close to me

That my hopelessness has found

An outlet who will accept me

That journey I am bound

For my restless heart surrenders

Their words are lost on me

I’m sorry tearful visitors

A task I could not complete

Life’s great journey held me dear

To suffer untold pain

I surrender to the burden

Of expectations bound to grace

Life take me on my journey

Take me to a world that I have found

To where they cannot touch me

Nor follow in my wake

I tried to do my quota

To keep the balance right

But insincere were my masters

To promise me the hopeful land

I take these notions harshly

I bury my fears within

They shall not know how I suffer

Nor lend me a helping hand

I cannot offer plenty

I cannot offer more

They have but drained me plenty

Please darkness open my door

My thoughts are exhausted deeply

My muscles creak and groan

I have but nothing left to give

May my suffering end today

May the wheel of fortune turn once more

And offer a moment in the light

May opportunity sing its faithful tune

And take me to the promised land

By Serina Hartwell

Author of The Hidden Saga

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Madison

Madison

Oh child of mine, you suffered

In your plight to make it to my side

To walk, to sing, to dance among the flower

To be held so tightly, so loved, so longed for

Lost before your journey’s end

Taken back to the heavens and the stars

My loss breeds mourn for your tender heart

To walk among the souls

I feel you close to me, my tender child

You came to me and beckoned

To love you more, a love so true

I touch your essence longing for more

My heart is missing the piece that is you

That belongs in its tender embrace

My heart goes out searching, lost, withdrawn

And waiting for your grace

My heart holds dear, for the day we meet

On heaven’s planes it shall wait

Listening for your affectionate whisper

Until reunited we will be

By Serina Hartwell

Author of Hidden The Hidden Saga

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