Yes, life had bent her. Many decried the fact that she would never again be who once she was or who, perhaps, they thought she might have been.
But if you had chanced a conversation and looked without preconception into orbs swathed in emerald flecked with golden light, you would have seen the span of wings and depth of love that touched and stirred your soul.
Lose not what beauty remains. Love with abandon. Wait not. Let the weighty scales of judgment fall from your eyes to reveal that which waits for you.
This is jaw-droppingly beautiful, Dawn and is like the impressive and much-anticipated unveiling of a wonderful sculpture or work of art in the Louvre or somewhere. Ooos and aaahs abound! And how do you word-sculpt in this wonderful fashion - do you character-count or something? Like sacramental cathedral arches or fan-vaulting in high=church ceilings. So impressive and graceful. A celestial write of a veiled angel, for someone with eyes to see. Just gorgeous, thank you. LOL Kate xx
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Joseph
Paul;-}
A thought provoking, wise write--thank you. :)
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)
wonderful write, Dawn, much enjoyed.
Carolyn