A mysterious wind is blowing out there,
It carries along with it mysteries yet unknown,
Whomever is not strong enough to withstand it,
Would be gone with the wind.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears,
The figure that carries it, or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes,
because that is the way to her heart,
The place where love resides – Audrey Hepburn
I set out on a journey with high expectations.
I met tribulations, trials, rage, stampede,
I cried from pain,
I feared for my life,
I stumbled in shame,
I fell from being tired.
I said to myself,
I never knew the journey would be this tough.
Along my way, they appeared to me,
Knowledge,Wisdom, Understanding,
Each one of them showed me the light,
They said to me successful people are not gifted;
They just work hard,
Then succeed on purpose,
Never give up.
I rose up unsure of what awaited me,
I moved on with determination,
But cried out in confusion,
Can a journey be this far?
Can a journey be this tough?
Can I survive this journey?
Can I stand the test of time?
Why so much thunderstorms?
Why is the road so rough and narrow?
I dried my tears never giving up.
I continued with the journey,
I walked with bold steps.
I brought out the sword with the words,
Which I had long forgotten,
And it said to me;
Trust in the Lord on your long journey.
Blessed is the man that trusteth in the Lord,
And whose hope the Lord is-Jeremiah 17:7
There was a rough tousle of wind,
And I heard,
Trust in the Lord with all your heart,
And do not rely on your own understanding.
Acknowledge him in all your ways,
And he will make your paths straight- Proverbs 3:5-6.
I have journeyed far,
The journey has turned me into a success story.
A journey everyday that has unfolded passionate discoveries.
This post is in response to the one word prompt. Journey.
Bewitched by you first time I set my eyes on your glamorous silky skin,
You belong to me now and no other,
You are my other half, my courage, my strength,
Beautiful you are, enchanting to the eyes, sleek black fur.
Always around my bosom in fulfillment,
With my eyes held up high in pride,
A day without you out there is a miserable one.
Everything I’ve always wanted at all time, I found in you.
You give me courage, protection, my best friend,
That’s who you are.
Never a dull moment with you, my heart.
And then suddenly you are gone,
Gone with the wind.
Vanished with all that makes me,
They took you away from me, now I’m empty, confused,
What have they done to me?
Where do I go, how do I find you?
The world is wicked, where is the courtesy?
But you are so harmless, a joy to me.
I feel so sick now, lost in the world without you.
The truth is a woman’s handbag is her best friend, women feel empty without this, rarely would you find a woman stepping out of her house without it. Her handbag is the power house- eddaz
This post is in response to the one-word prompt. Empty
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