Watch how she moves

A poem

Lune
Jun 6, 2023

She dances with the flowers,
yellow petals in her hair,
moving graciously with the wind,
her radiance magnified in the spring sun,
smiling into the future,
arms wide open,
keeping rhythm with her destiny,
dancing to a melody of love,
sorrow into joy,
wounds into scars.

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Lune

"You are almost out of time, but you have all the time in the world"