She walks through
The silent arches
Like a dervish, swirling through
Virgin dreams.
She is the
Percussor of hope
A determined dreamer
Who knows where her
Heart belongs.
An echo of her
Resilience inspire
The veiled voices, to resist,
To stand tall.
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Bearer of faith
She is
The woman of evolution!
Participating in : The Sunday Muse
bravo for her "The women of evolution!"
ReplyDeleteHappy Sunday to you Sunita
much💛love
The beauty of true strength flows in your poem Sunita! Gorgeous writing!
ReplyDeleteTo know where one's heart belongs. To resist, stand tall, a woman of evolution indeed!
ReplyDeleteLove the idea of the better becoming, just at the threshold of change.
ReplyDeleteSwirling dervish .... my favorite words in a splendid write!!!!!
ReplyDeleteA lovely write. I enjoyed these lines especially:
ReplyDelete"Like a dervish, swirling"
"Percussor of hope
A determined dreamer"
Love what you took away from this image.
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