Emerging from darkness, she is standing in front of the sun. Her heart, her guide. Always, she knows where to go when tides are high. Retiring inside.
Love is as pure as nature. Blooming in spring. And retiring when winter’s dreams are on the way. A time to be and a time to reflect.
She would never betray what she believes in. She is a queen, a women in armor, an authentic version. She stand still as the world is moving to fast speed.
Love is. She can never be defeated.
This is my entry to the Writing Prompt by Manic Sylph.
Elle ne sera vaincue ! Elle ne trahit pas ses principes donc elle-même. Une belle ode à la fierté 😊
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Exactement John!
Merci beaucoup
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,😊😊
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Utterly and completely beautiful. This! I feel soul deep and hug you across the miles for sharing it and allowing it to seep so very deep into my psyche where it gives me hope, strength and belief. This truly is beautiful ❤ xxx
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I am so happy that it talks to you my sweet friend.
It just came out like this. Some things were to be said I imagine.
Much love. ❤❤
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Beautifully expressed thoughts! Love this ♥ I am adding this link to the prompt page.
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Thanks a million!♥
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