This poem tells a tale of my spirit in a state of awakening.
Someone waved the magic wand.
Turned the golden key.
Found the missing pieces.
Preacher sang a pretty song
Bluebirds made a nest.
Angels sent a message.
It is time for a change.
Universe move swiftly.
Let us dance by moonlight
Victory is here.
An injustice has been won.
The tide has turned.
It has just begun.
Jason Chase, a man filled with personal demons, only wanted to finish his manuscript. But all his carefully laid plans disappear when a stranger showed up at his front door claiming to be his long-lost father.
Be always safe,
Karen