In Her Own Human Way

In the eye of the storm she found herself, shaking, exhausted, shocked, in pain. 

Blazing guns of noise and smoke had clouded her judgement of self;

However, unwavering determination to get back to the light propelled her away, 

Away from self-destruction and the endless cuts, bruises and blood she'd often shed. 

The truth was, she was tired of fighting herself and in the glimpses of magic 

She'd sometimes see whenever she looked at the sky, she could recognise a

Familiar place she'd once emerged from. This ethereally peaceful place kept 

Calling her back but at the time the demons would force her to shut her eyes tight. 

Source knew she's eventually remember that all the pain wasn't punishment but
 
Lessons she'd agreed to learn on Earth, source also knew she'd find her way back to 

The teachers and tools that would illuminate her way, reminding her she was a wise 

soul first and foremost, not just blood and flesh; she was stronger and wiser and more 

Resourceful than she'd acknowledged herself to be but source couldn't tell her, she 

Had to learn the lessons in her own human way. 


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