Inside Lemurian Abbey
The laughter fades away as I walk underneath the cold stone archway.
I step into a new world
where it’s difficult to remember who I used to be out there
The atmosphere is quiet and sombre
But as the sun rises
So do the people
They smile as they see me
I smile as I remember who I am
I smile more as I remember my family’s laughter that had faded
I can hear it once more
What once appears to be thus
May not be what it appears first to be
I’m grateful that there is more depth in the world
Than there first seems to be
If we couldn’t dig deeper
How could we grow?
by Stacey-Ann
This is the most magical tribute to the Abbey Stacey Anne. Poignant and so beautifully executed. Thank you!
Right on. Meet me at the portal some morning to quench the lantern and greet the dawn.
Thank you for the lovely comments Heather and I look forward to our meeting faucon.
I’m full of admiration - this is so touching and full of terrific images.
thank you