Dorothy

Spiralling through dreams hurricanes of mind,
searching for something that you cannot find.
In wistful tornadoes a wish is blown
over the rainbow, you find yourself thrown.
Living in colour avenging the grey,
in wonder wayfarer finding your way
through perils and sadness your journey starts,
hoping you’ll find the home of your heart.

With each step you take your shoes glitter red,
each sparkle a mirror of light in your head.
Your pace small in stature but huge in stride,
which way you go is for you to decide.
Melodramatic your faith in your charm,
conscious will guide you protect you from harm.
Tempted by fields of malevolent guise,
perfumed to trick but awakened you’re wise.

Your path is golden tenacious your soul,
to battle your demons you have control.
In cinematic musical aplomb
you start to realise how far you have come.
Resolute not to stray in your motion,
you find there is no magic or potion.
The magician you seek lives in your thoughts,
you have the answers to all that you sought.

Prowess unleashes the lion and you
find courage and roar pride in your truth.
Your head wasn’t filled with bales of straw,
Intelligent wise of that you are sure.
Your heart not leaden with grief but with love,
you come through stronger the journey’s been rough.
The home of your heart is where your love lies,
no grasses greener and no bluest skies.

©Jacqui Slade