Free Fall

Falling from all manipulations . Shackles and chains continue to break. Intimidation’s no longer radiate around me. No fear for I walk in the valley of death it’s self. Conquering all who gossip and slander my name. No riches or boastfulness will divide my yearning for simple humility. Alone I stand , a desert rose made with love and tender mercy.

Cristina Jimenez

Photo by- Cristina Jimenez

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