I made a mess ! Posted yesterday what should have been posted today, what a silly sausage ! Anyway this one is quite good for the prompt, it’s about my journey to recovery after my serious burn injuries back in March. Not quite back to normal yet, but getting there.

Norma Lands.

I went to the land of pain, never want to go again, I left there my skin still burning, miles to travel and plenty of learning.

My friends they lined the side of the road, ‘til I reached the harbour, then in my boat I rowed. Across the Sea of Unknowing I paddled, with despair and depression I was saddled.

I finally landed on the coast of calm, mywife and friends they took my arm, led me across the Desert of Dreams, I spent millennia there or so it seems.

That desert so wide and dry, could we cross it, we must try. Day after day, little change to my hands, on and on across that arid land. 

What are those hills, there on the horizon ? Those are the foothills of truth and reason, we will climb to the highest peak, there you’ll see the truth you seek.

My friends they had always know the answer, just like they did when I had cancer. They knew their love would get me through, they knew exactly what to do.

So as I stood on the highest mount, so many people, I couldn’t count. So it was they took my hands, and led me back down to Norma Lands.

All words Meadowhead Bard.