Grace Reaches Finish Line

She could not believe her eyes. The finish line had become a memory. The shadows of the past a black and white chapter. Nothing more than that. The movie ended. The scenes danced one more time. Dancing the night away. Night becoming day. Moon kissing the sun. The stars shining brighter. The mission achieved. 

And now what? She woke up. The dream dressed into reality. Top designer quality. Felt soul good. Checking if thoughts matched the content of the desired goal. Green light. The sky colored gold. More light. More laughter. The day after. Still true. Legs and arms moving. Cycling around. Again and again.

Empty basket. To be refilled. A new objective. Catching flames. Warm vision. Far away. The perfume of challenges. Vibrational gain. A new coast line. Out of reach. Still. Preparation whispering sweet words of motivation. Ship is sailing. On wings of hope. Grace reaches the finish line. Forever. When deep wanting fuels the ocean of dreams nothing is ever lost.

By Liesbeth Leysen