The darkness had now ended and the clouds stopped pouring.
As the beam of sunlight entered the porch,
she stoop up straight,
smiled and
straightened her crown.
Though broken yet,
her wings still carried her dreams.
And as she started flying high with those clipped wings..
the sky changed its colours,
the winds showed her path.
A thousand eagle eyes gazed her every second but
she kept soaring high in the direction of her dreams..
©soulsaga
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