Soothe

 

From within

As if from above 

They descend upon me

Like pouring rain

Like a waterfall 

Flowing over 

My healing soul

My inner scutcher

A water veil

I see through

All the spheres 

Of my consciousness 

Like angels appearing 

From the flowing blue 

And to the depth of my soul

From another realm

They whisper…

“Soothe”

 
 
Tyra Vassallo