Elaina

miprisma you were called..
by a stranger who said he knew me…
after long ,the “story”changed by that same stranger..

I was left in deep pensive thoughts …
wondering..
what is Truth…
what is Real…
what I feel is Real..
beyond all stories and mind boggles …
and I remain..

like the lady of the lake…
an angel with broken wings…
singing her song..
of long ago and the here and now..
wondering if maybe you’ll hear my hymn of a love unknown