The starlit sky spreads over her. Dreams and almost daydreams danced through her head. The wind swirls around whispering her name. Many paths stare at her—choice set out before her. The roots aren’t clear. She knows what she wants but unfortunately not what she needs. The life where she’s the safest is unclear. It’s a possibility, an option offering safe harbor from pain, doesn’t exist.
The girl’s brown curls circle her. She reaches for the sky. A giggle dances in the air now. Birds fly past, a melody among them showed any tears. Wind takes her. Horses gallop along the river bend. Peace is in the valley, but not in the mountains. The butterflies chatter by the lilies. Dreams never stop traveling. The rain falls to help life grow.