Monday, 30 July 2012

Goddess of Joy

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

The primal

The new

"Do it." She whispers "Revel in who you are. Be a joyful girl!"

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