She is a volcano
A smoldering force
She nourishes the earth, tends to its needs and reaps its harvest. She is an angel of the natural world – a lover of all things living.
She is an evangelist for all that is good, but instills fear in her audience … a perfectionist intolerant of anything less than perfection through her eyes.
She has suffered the torments of history, the agonies of strife and generations of loneliness. She is lonely. She needs. Her needs are what drives people away.
I am her offspring.
I am a volcano ….
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MJM.
:-) .. now we are not all stuck to be like our parents you know xx
I feel ya! Especially those last few lines.