The unwanted gift
Blessed, unique, she was chosen from amongst all others by the trembling hand of destiny to be the gift for those who could see, and she stood tall in painful humility far from the garden of colorful flowers where she longed to be. Radiant, her petals, delicate and transparent, reflected the light that surrounded her, and she appeared soft and velvety to the clouds that witnessed the miracle of her being, but to the passing souls, that hurried to their ends she was nothing but a quick spot of... Sign in to see full entry.