Her skin is impenetrable, the voice of an angel when she speaks with love and appreciation, but a righteous devil when pulled too hard at the strings of her golden heart

A laugh so infectious that spreads generously around a room, too small to contain her every move, but ever so contagious everybody near her gets a taste of the truth

Her powers are ancient, with a single touch she can see right through the very core of you and when she loves, she does it wholesomely, there is never no in between

When anger ignites her soul, she will take back every last bit of light, turn what’s been given in a endless blackhole she gladly pushes you in to, without blinking an eye

But wrath is not her glory, her power lies in her undeniable strength to overcome anything that has been done to her and at her expense without ever losing Gods grace

To roam the planet as a faceless Goddess,
where demons have been let loose for thousands of years, is not for the faint hearted or relatable for the sheep minded folk

They will sure as Heaven remember her name again, as she will remind them of her reign, take the pain of the Earth, shed it in rain as she puts an end to this drought

It will be the first step in starting a war of water to **** those that thought that Mother Nature’s love could be bought with money, they will drown as she puts on her crown

When the West has been left, her footsteps walk across the dessert of Middle Earths crest, she blesses those who forever had faith, those who recognized her buried face

At last she will sit on her throne and rule once more across all nations until this world ends, making sure history won’t repeat another day as today on planet Earth again