From her view point, it’s hard,

Unable to fully express herself in fear of being misunderstood is a her daily bread,

In her eyes, things could be better,

Idling, reminiscing, pondering, maximizing the glimpse of bliss from her pass she dearly missed

Her soul reassures her,

Wiping the water droplets born from her eye bed, reminding her to breathe

Her body often hinders her,

Birthing memories and thoughts reminding her that she is merely flesh

Her spirit intercedes for her,

Connecting with the heavenly Being, the Beginning & the End, the Genesis 1:1, John 1:1 Being

From her point of view, it’s possible…

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