Under the hanging moon in the scarlet sky ,a beauty stands.
Her pale skin mirroring the moonlight,
A glow of the heavens surround her.
Lost in dreams she waits ....
Orb like eyes gaze at the distance .
Her gaze precise yet lost in the clouds of the unknowing ...
Dark ringlets gently swaying in the wind and swiftly fall back in place.
Her skirt of the unknown past and unknown future envelop her existence.
The uncertainty , highlighting life's adventure.
Falling and standing she manoeuvres her way through the garden .
Constantly stumbling across the vines of struggles .
Faith unwaiverd ,an elusive front and a kindling flame in her soul ,she lifts her self up.. again.
Surrounded by the warmth of beings yet embraces the cold loneliness.
No one comes to her aid ,not even a glance towards her distress.
Enumerable falls, her spirit grasps at fate.
Taking it in its hands ,manipulating ... carving it.
Learning the art of saying no she embraces the new found independence.
Beginning to exisist without an approval
but...
what is living ?
Living is being present ,
Living is loving soulfully,
Living is blindfaith,
Living is trusting,
Living is stumbling,
Living is climbing back up,
Living is escaping ,
Living is to prosper,
Living is to support ,
Living is being non judgmental,
Living is kindness ,
Living is forgiveness,
Living is excitement
Living is contentment
Living is peace
Living is ...being unapologetically ,irrevocably damaged but having the courage to wear it as an armour of honor .
Instead of moulding to norms and hiding away the uniqueness ,
be you
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RandomMe rambling about the little things in life,while dealing with anxiety and other ups and downs.
