There's a youthful woman I found within the reflect.
She was by all accounts misplaced in someplace.
She was by all accounts in an interchanging world.
She was by all accounts on edge almost what to do and where to go.
I may see her anguish and discouragement.
Maybe she was broken.
Perhaps she was in distress.
Perhaps she was finding answers to her request.
She had tears in her eyes but she had a smile all over endeavored to cover it.
And a while later, there happened to divination.
The wizardry she won't ever consider.
A voice that changed her.
The voice said to her, "no matter anything happens I am with you. You'll reliably be my wonderful delivery person. Just remain with me."
From that point, she was cheerful, carrying on with a bona fide life.
It was a voice from her soul.