Sweet fragility, not to be plucked from the earth and not to be trampled under foot. Pristine and pure, shrouded in the shadow of the forest. As just one sunbeam makes it’s way through the canopy of leaves, your thirst is quenched.
Focusing on through, the only way out is through , after all is said and done.
From the day of my birth, through the turbulent days of adolescence, to the trials of being a young adult — to the life of an adult woman — I have grown and been mowed down countless times. Only to spring back to life. Downed countless times, though never to be discounted, because my will is fierce and my love is profound. My light – my inner compass – is a brilliant force and only when you are touched by it, can you ever really understand..