She has come through.
The grey is begging for her mercy.
They feel her wrath; they sense her power.
She is no longer chained to the past.
She is no longer intimidated by her future.
Through the winds of change, she’s
invited her fears to face her.
One after the next, they dissolved.
She’s came through; but now challenges life
“ Let there be storms. I’m ready.”
“It is not the the bruises on the body that hurt. It is the wounds of the heart and the scars on the mind.”
― Aisha Mirza