Particles collide in the sky,
gathering, swelling, until the mass grows too heavy
to cling to the clouds it came from.
Drawn by gravity, called by fate, it drifts towards Mother Earth
As it falls through the atmosphere, Mother Earth welcomes it with a warm embrace.
Clouds form in its wake
Below, a lone woman uncertain of herself and her destiny lifts her head, sending her daily prayers of making a family, breaking cycles, and having a home full of love.
The heavens answer.
The skies open.
Rain falls.
A star softly drifts towards her and into her arms
She holds the star gently in her arms as the universe whispers of new beginnings
Cycles WILL break.
She WILL heal.
She WILL grow a home full of love and care.
She WILL become all she longed for...
And more.
Sep 6, 2025
Sep 6, 2025 at 10:42 PM UTC
Particles collide in the sky,
gathering, swelling, until the mass grows too heavy
to cling to the clouds it came from.
Drawn by gravity, called by fate, it drifts towards Mother Earth
As it falls through the atmosphere, Mother Earth welcomes it with a warm embrace.
Clouds form in its wake
Below, a lone woman uncertain of herself and her destiny lifts her head, sending her daily prayers of making a family, breaking cycles, and having a home full of love.
The heavens answer.
The skies open.
Rain falls.
A star softly drifts towards her and into her arms
She holds the star gently in her arms as the universe whispers of new beginnings
Cycles WILL break.
She WILL heal.
She WILL grow a home full of love and care.
She WILL become all she longed for...
And more.
Welcome home, Lucifer 💖
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