There is a space beneath – I place my worries. I empty all my prayers in the night. I am left-winged bird pulsing on the sunshine. My wings never look so radiant and grande. On the strings of laughter, over hills joyously jumping in the arms of the wind. On the runways fiercely made just for me. I am rising.
VisionariKindness 2015 (image credit https://www.pinterest.com/pin/72831718947785529/)
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