The storm that blows inside ,
Sailing through darkness within .
Chirping in their nests ,
Staying in her shell within.

Darkness follows her ,
As she is light .
Calls are from inside neglected by all ,
It was her goddess self from within .

Her visions are sacred ,
Her voice was enchanting .
Her existence was less for many ,
But more for herself .

Her pathway was different like her choices .
Thrown her aside .
Prayed to Goddess .
She holded a mirror .

It's herself ,
who plants feminity in herself .
Seeking love was not the lesson .
Seeking it in was the thing .

Beauty was inside ,
Gold was at her core .
Rain was there and spring .
It was a call from within .

© Sgwrites