Elegance, femininity and grace are not found in dresses and glittering jewels.
We danced through the fields of vast night. While the stars shone above like a million far off lighthouses, just leading us on home.
I’m learning to let go.
Let the rain slip through my fingers and fall where it suppose to.
Life will run it’s course, our divine heavenly father is in control.
The rains will come, they may wash everything away, but in the end the rain will always refresh your soul.