The Aftermath....
As I am left standing in the middle of this battlefield , I look around me, I seem to have won, but have lost so much more and yet victorious, and yet.....and yet. I access the contrast of this battle , The ruins of conflict around me . I walk through the streets of my kingdom , praying to find something familiar , something that reminds me of myself again .... the glorious past of these streets , the ghosts of memories left here , haunt and hang around all through the day like the mist on a winter morning at the lake! The feasts and the celebrations we made everyday of just surviving and being around what we loved . Who we loved . Who loved us . Love got battered and yet...and yet! And then the music plays , familiar sounds , she makes them sway Like she did at the helm of it all. In the eye of the storm , Riding the wind ! We know we’ve been here before!! We glance at each other , surrounded by the strangers and the unkno
