Walk in the room with small heels that pump-up that goddess spirit.
As she walk with pure grace, pure light, pure energy, but carry a blade and shield.

Is she a warrior or is she a wife? Could she be her? Men stare, women stare, while her loving spirit pulls her energy captivating entire desires, hopes, and dreams.

But who do she choose? No one as her prince will present himself as the light will shine brighter than white. Drawn by coincidence or purpose, living in a dream analyzing all abundance spitting out emotions, desires, dreams, religion, death, aliens, energy, spirits, life, and God.

Struck by love whom analyzes all wants and desires  instead of analyzing self creating more desires, abundance.

Balanced with a scale through life judging decisions trapped in a road of fog but still succeeding, thus purpose.

As the road that I began, the fog began to lift,
as I saw a bright light approaching towards me as I thought,

is it the end,
yet a voice spoken,
no my child this is only the beginning of the beginning as you are eternal light activating every kindred spirit's light,

that the ghost you are showing the past,
present,
and the future
towards all hope and desire that the faith you traveled is yet the most magnificent journey to travel.