She is magic

She seldomly finds herself quiet and uninterrupted
Left only with thoughts and emotions
Waiting feverishly to be explored

Sometimes her life gets so hectic
That she forgets the magic her mind creates
And that her spirit is most divine in its rawest form

She is not easily ruffled
The noise does not bother her
She turns pain into her masterpiece
And her passions become her lifestyle

It's in these moments,
Quiet and uninterrupted
She is reminded
That she is rooted, regardless of the season her life is in

She is magic

©bits_of_liz