A Vision Of A Remarkable Quest Poem by Kristin Nicole RothDavis

I search the oceans of time,
talking in verses of rhyme.
Sifting through sands of truths and uncertainties.
Mapping out a course in which I shall travel.

No stone going unturned,
mistakes of the past, they no longer burn.
Those were lessons, that I had to learn.
My nerves are no longer unraveled.

A calm, soothing tranquility, is
left behind from yesterdays tide.
I no longer feel as if my soul, shriveled up and died.
Hurt and despair, these eyes have no longer cried,
Feelings of hope and belief, I no longer
have a need to hide.

My soul is newly reborn,
as I think of those that still scorn.
They will never heal,
forever, will they be forlorn.
My heart beats rapidly
my life, the hands of time did not steal.

My courage is replenished.
It comes from deep inside me, it
was there all along
It just needed a gentle hand to guide me.

The sound of the waves, hissing forth.
I close my eyes and think of you, knowing
that you are not very far.

Soon your own quest for answers will close
the distance between us.
And you, still my soul warrior... will embrace
me once again.