Her spirit is like a horse.
Approach her too fast, come at her too quickly, or speak too sharply
And she will run.
Try to tame her, limit her, control her
And she will resist.
She is most beautiful when she is free.
Free to be. Free to love. Free to speak.
She is strong.
Yet she moves with grace.
She is fierce.
Still she is majestic.
Look at her eyes.
See her fire. Respect her passion.
Do not capture her.
Learn to run with her.
This speaks to me so much. ❤️
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