She weeps not for the sea
She embraces the current
Becoming the waves
She chases not the sun
She is the moonlight
That cradles the stars
She worries not of storms
She is the warm spring rain
Bringing flowers to bloom
She sees no inhumanity
She is the gentle breeze
That sweeps it all away
She thinks not of endings
She is the innocence of life
A spirit that can’t be tamed
Oct 2, 2017
Oct 2, 2017 at 6:52 PM UTC
She weeps not for the sea
She embraces the current
Becoming the waves
She chases not the sun
She is the moonlight
That cradles the stars
She worries not of storms
She is the warm spring rain
Bringing flowers to bloom
She sees no inhumanity
She is the gentle breeze
That sweeps it all away
She thinks not of endings
She is the innocence of life
A spirit that can’t be tamed