Photo by ‘Dania
She.
Resplendent.
Delicate. Powerful.
She.
Terrifying in her majesty.
She.
The clouds, the wind, the earth- they align for her.
She dances a still dance before them.
She.
Those who know, know that she is not unhelped.
They see beneath her surface to His all-powerful hands keeping her rooted.
She.
When she moves, the world stops.
She judges and they listen.
She.
Ágú.
She.
Who must not be named.
You.
Who must be named.
You; who has been named.
D A N I A 
This is deep…..
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Seeesan! Good to see you on these streets… thank you :)
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Wow!!! How could you build so much suspense in such a short piece?? I wish you could see my expressions as I read through. I was literally hoping “she” will walk out (like emerge) from somewhere in the last few lines.
Well done.
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Thank you; for reading, enjoying, and dropping a comment :)
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