Standing over her shadow she dances in the moonlight.
Conversing with Angels and singing for the dead.
Wishing on every star and praying for happiness.
Looking for peace, while playing with fire.
Running under a sun shower, searching for the end of the rainbow.
Chasing dragonflies but afraid of the sting from a wasp.
She stops. Breathless but still able to breath it all in. Deep down into her gut. Intoxicatingly euphoric. She hugs herself.
She exhales all her worries, giving the wind permission to simply take them all away. Lifting a curl around her lips.
Savoring a peaceful liberated mind.