Timeline

Quinn Holm

I wrote Spring in Winter

I wrote Winter in Summer

and Fall somewhere in between

the changing weather

The nature in me has its own seasons

I’m not afraid of being forgotten

for my being needs no outside opinions

Things used-to-be and mistaken

no longer have a place in my present

Long gone was their influence on my emotions

I’m now loved and nurtured, every moment

The universe in me creates its own timeline

The inner reservoir in this child’s eyes

masters the healing and grows with pride

as my inner light shines through the night

things soon-to-be have now been realised

The hopes and dreams will soon be revived

in this serene world of my own divine

because it is the life of my own design.

(Outro)

When you lose what needs to be lost

It is actually a gain

You will see right through that pain

That once paralysed your mind

With the now blazing self-respect

Reflected in those eyes.