She sings ~ whistles ~ blows bubbles ~ still chases butterflies
Her lips are always parted slightly
Ready to release the laughter
That gurgles it's way up through her entirety
Erupting like a geyser
A knowing and playful goddess
With dark nebulae eyes that hold the secret rapture of the wild
"Do it." She whispers "Revel in who you are. Be a joyful girl!"