She’s the voice inside that’ll
Tell you to take a
Step forward,
To give yourself a chance.
She’s the push you need
To reach the seashore,
Unscathed.
She’s the historical monuments
With stories of their own,
The strong word of
Reason,
The flowers smiling in the first spring
Season.
Like the first sip of
Untouched wine,
Her mind is
An unexplored
Taste,
The words to fill,
An empty
Space,
One who’ll give
Your steps a
New face.