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.”
A positive piece here. Really liked it.
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Such a beautiful, empowering poem, love, love, love.
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Awesome!
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This was incredibly inspiring and exactly the message I needed to hear today!! I love that you’re participating in a writing challenge!
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I’m so happy to see you here :)!! Thank you for visiting.
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Great post 😁
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