Finding Eden

What came before, she no longer remembered

there is only damp stone and ruined walls now,

a mean shelter among the tall firs of the silent forest,

this new life a blank slate, waiting for what, she did not know.

Flashes of light and a feeling of immense pressure from the time before

weigh heavily upon her bruised mind,

it seems a destructive wave wiped all parasitic thought dwelling there,

seeding new ones in their place.

Haunted by images of singed snow white wings

no longer aloft naked shoulders 

with the storms of a millennium swirling in her dark eyes,

she stepped lightly upon the path of a new age to seek out her kind…

 

The beautiful gardens at the Lawn Bowling Club in Stanley Park (Vancouver, B.C.).