All she ever wanted was to be seen as she wanted to see herself

A flower to cherish, and appreciate the energy it takes to bloom and the distance to the surface

A storm to fear, but respect for it’s strength

A breath, so delicate you could barely notice it, but without it you’d soon perish

A mess so glorious you stand in awe of its brilliance and audacity.

All she ever wanted was to be seen as she wanted to see herself

11 Replies to “Seen”

  1. ohhh, I liked that and loved the words.
    very appropriate that your eyes are open and you kept your glasses on.

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