A Sheen of her Shine

A young girl rides,
On the wings of time.
With the wind blowing in her face
And the sun blighting in her eyes.

She’s her family’s rock and stone;
Their sturdy, steady and quiet foothold.
She minded not a predestined role,
She thought of herself as a meek yet wretched soul.

From her shadow, dark and cold,
She watched the intrigues of life unfold.
With a dreamer’s heart and a cautious soul,
She sought peace with her shadow and stepped out of its hold.

She took a quiet look and sobbed,
As she realised she’d never been alone.
For she was surrounded by stars,
While she herself shone.

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