A long, long time ago, there was a young lady who fell in young love.
This love was innocent and pure and to it she gave her entire being.
She grew up in this love giving her purest essence to nurture its growth.
The time came when she would divide herself and become wife.
As the years passed by the young lady became woman,
Dividing herself once again by four, becoming mother.
The precious children became the jewels in the crown of this love.
The hands of time marched on and the foundation of this love was continually threatened.
The trials of life slowly eroded away at the essence that was once her.
To prove her steadfast love she grieved and died a little more each day.
Who was this woman who gave it all only to lose herself in the process?
She searches in her pain to find her lost essence,
Her mind often choking with this burdensome task.
She knows not whether she has the wholeness to keep up the laborious search.
The love she thought was her whole life,
Are now the chains that enslave her to a life she can no longer live.
She must not give up the search, for without her essence she is truly dead.
Photo by Lilly Schelling © 2015
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