She flew freely in the sky like a bird
and thought, with wide open heart
she had again learned to trust
but when dark clouds gathered,
the rose of her heart showed thorns
that wanted to protect her
It was the part of her that had been hurt
and was so afraid to be hurt again
And therefore, for her survival
expected the worse
She expected the wind
to hit her in her face
the clouds to show her their teeth
She feared life itself would be cruel
and her deepest wish
would never come true
Those fears and thoughts
were her thorns
that were not pointed outwards
but inwards, they hurt her
But when she looked a bit closer
at the clouds
She saw that they didn’t have teeth
but made heart shapes for her
and the wind didn’t hit but lifted her up
so she could fly further towards her dream
©RoseGirl2019
You also wrote on clouds..?? Wow.. It’s so so beautifully portrayed.. 😇👌🏼👌🏼💕
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Clouds are very inspiring! 😉🙂
Thank you so much, it means a lot 💕
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Definitely.. as this post of yours inspired me more.. My pleasure it was.. 😇😇
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