I feel waves rushing through me relentlessly 
I choose to focus on just them...
Starting to listen intently...
Beginning to move in rhythm 
to their sweet melody
Hushing me
In lullaby. 

This, her old soul, 
Is Illuminating her core
So that she continues to rise in times of darkness 
That has always been constricting her from tender two
When she began to feel elements like no other.
I am contented she can feel and hear the soothing whispers of nature.

I pray to All-knowing Universe 
Continue to bless this flower child...

- March, 4th, 2014. Around 5 pm....