The true beauty of the God’s creation is those eyes….
The eyes that show the fragility of her tears,
The wreckage of her emotions,
The fragments of her being,
The decoy she creates for her enemies.
The dark orbs glistening with tears show the horror of her past,
The pain of her failures,
The saga of love and betrayal,
The haunted nightmares and a longing for that sacred and eternal
Love that blooms into a beautiful rose.
But she isn’t destined to be a rose….
Those eyes show simmering beauty of her soul,
The serene beauty that tugs at heart and the glimpses of her old loving self.
No, she isn’t destined to be a beautiful rose with thorns…..
She is destined to be a lotus.
A lotus that is so untouchable and pure,
Conquering the failures and betrayals,
Suppressing the cries of
