Sometimes…

Sometimes

She is grounded, floor under her feet.

Sometimes

She is scattered, messy, incomplete.

Sometimes

She is joyful, deeply in her heart.

Sometimes

She is restless, seeking a fresh start.

Sometimes

She is sweet, present, listening.

Sometimes

She is cold, preoccupied, distancing.

Sometimes

She is accomplished, proud of everything.

Sometimes

She is bottomless, working endlessly.

Sometimes

She is majestic, marveling at her truth.

Sometimes

She is lost, yearning for old age or her youth.

-Alysa Romano