Arrested, I stop and gaze,
At the beauty that lies before.
Captivated, each breath,
Returns in a haze of compelling light.
A golden mist rolls in to the shore.
Caught between life and death. Still. Absorbed.
My whole being, enthralled,
Awakened to heightened senses.
Entranced, each rhythm,
Your name is called, from deep inside.
Breaking away all my defences.
Called from death to life. Redeemed. Restored.
Ashley Vaughan : July 2015