She harnesses the unsteady to the increasing steep, yet to fully understand the power she truly has to offer the other.
Marked with the fading scars of what has been her reality in a world that demands internal components all too often surfaced.
Unique as she is beautiful, this creation of God will shine one day soon. A powerful revelation soon to be hers as the silent disclosure will glow absence of words.
Silent and sonic maybe, or maybe not! Measured by the perspective of her true and internal energy, she remains barely silent only to reveal the light starving to take its speed.
Her journey has been overlooked by the once thought to be. She has been nestled in a world of fulfillment only to see it in the darkness of closed eyes. Her vision has no co-pilot, without man of wing, and absent thought of coming to.
Two worlds of entwined emotion. One is in her midst, paralleled by a dove to its lonesome. Another to give endurance of gravity to the spreading calm in presence.
Empty hand no more! Emotions stifled surfaces with oxygen within its internal being. Her light pierces at the habitual attempt once kept in contempt. The piercing of her calling is welcomed by the brave and broken-hearted only to a hologram exposing what two have let surface.
Aching to be understood, she anticipates a welcoming heart in the distance eager for her love in greatness. Her presence has a draw of a heavy pulse. She lives with intensity to the internal nervous tremors and shocks of expansion forever been enshroud.