She is born into this world holding her breath, gazing upon the heavens that have christened her… her heart opens up in a requiem of prayer…she listens with reverence to the morning’s canticle of love. Reassured, she slowly surrenders the air in her lungs ~
Focus your eyes on pure innocence, carry her virtue in your heart. She holds the seed of naiveté deep within her womb..feel the wet of her yearning guided by the light of her core… Not the wind or a ripple at the waters edge can disturb the life that quivers within.
She’s a little shy- but not a bit awkward. She lies in a state of serenity as the sun gets to know her better ~ His energy emphasizes her unique petals with careful consideration of their delicacy, allowing her to believe in all she can be…