“She has learnt that women who breathe life into each other make wonders happen with their presence as miraclous auras.”

The world we live in is a forest of frost, with crystal ice webs of lies and deception.

Her tears of pain transformed into jewels of resilience as soon as she started with soul deep self love.

Veins has always been a weakness for her and that lead to the flowing of self destructive poison for her life.

She is his shyness, pride and the symphony of his life’s orchestra.

There was a time period where she was scattered and floating with broken chips and now she is whole with gold filled strength.

She was a woman who was once dark and destructive and it took courage to stand in front of her ruthless savageness.

Warriors have emerged from the ashes of trials and sacrifices.

She was a moon, that vanished and transformed into fullness.

There was a huge gulf between the one who watered your soil and the one who drain water like roots.

Make your circle precious, full of unique souls.

She had many phases and each was as unique than the other.

It took courage to reach the state of resilience with the adornment of winning over adversity.

The berries of her love bleed, wilt and get scorched with the harshness of pain that is masked by smile.

Her eyes shone with the radiance of vibrant life reflecting the blossoms of her heart.

She is a woman who values the voices of her aura.

She was the freedom of his existence that rushed in like tsunami, that ignited his breaths into calm.

We can have unity in diversity and diversity in unity. We don’t have to be like one another to enjoy sisterhood.

I want for myself what I want for other women, absolute equality.