Sitting by the bare window, she looks at the sky vibrant in its serenity.
The stars twinkle, speaking to her, giving her sense of hope, signalling to her
'be patient'.
She feels the illuminating light of the sky, although black, it speaks to her, absorbing her she shivers.
The wind glides through the naked window, breezy, warm yet refreshing. She is mindful of the air of whoes scent lingers, she caressing it breathes all.
Dark sky hear her, let the stars twinkle and shine in the sign
'it will be...'
About Me
- Iron_Lady
- What is in a name? I am a graduate from the School of oriental and African studies. There is much to articulate about myself, however I am a firm believer that with words one needs to explore the actions too :)