She Awaits

She dances in a meadow, her dress is simple and of white cotton. No shoes hinder her feet as she spins with grace. Her hair, full and supple, surrounds her head like a crown of glory. Its length flows like a dark waterfall about the shoulders. Her very smile is perfect and without worry or pains. Freedom is hers. This is her truth. This is her space in time. Laughter is hers for eternity. Love is her heart forever.

She awaits.

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