“She is free in her wildness, she is a wanderess, a drop of free water. She knows nothing of borders and cares nothing for rules or customs. ‘Time’ for her isn’t something to fight against. Her life flows clean, with passion, like fresh water.”
~ Roman Payne ~
I once knew a girl, a young woman…
What happens to her when she becomes aware of time?
She appeared briefly only to disappear, then reached out and withdrew only to never appear again…
We cannot survive within any kind of border or live within the boundaries of rules or customs
Our life is meant to flow clean, and be full of passion and unconditional love…
From this depressing darkness emerges a female warrior…
Wild and free…
*at last*
There should be no surrender…
